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Despite being betrayed by her boyfriend, the neglected heiress Lariette Elsher is still forced to marry him – all because her family wants to appease the fake daughter. The one she was switched at birth with.

Screw this! She's done playing nice!

Devasted and enraged, Lariette seeks her friend's help – to pick the best man at her butler cafe to be her contracted husband. 

Enter Ruediger Alvord, infamously known as the poor outcast of the Alvord family, the Elsher's family nemesis. He proposes to be Lariette's partner-in-crime, to wreak havoc in both families.

While Lariette is busy getting her revenge, she fails to notice her contracted husband's strange behavior. She also fails to recognize him from a distant past.

Before>
Ruediger: I have nothing much on my name but, I can be a good househusband.
Lariette: It's okay. I can feed you.

After>
Ruediger: Do you want that house? It's nothing much. Only one billion.
Lariette: Aren't you just... a househusband?

Since when is her husband a billionaire?!
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WSA 2025 Entry

Exclusive cover illustration by @khaizusan (Instagram)
Font and design by LotusLin

We'll have two main couples in this story. Their romance will be shown simultaneously instead of in different volumes :)

First: Neglected heiress FL X hidden bigshot ML
Second: Returned with a bun FL X groveling husband ML

Heiress' Househusband is a Secret Billionaire

At the same time, in one of the rooms of the luxury hotel...

Leon sat in a rattan chair on the balcony, one leg over the other. He crossed his arms, supporting the back of his head as he stared far off into the distance at the sky above.

White puffy clouds drifted in the blue sky, showing no traces of the rain yesterday and the day before. The soothing melody of the rolling waves harmonized with the laughter coming from the beach.

Leon's body language was casual. He didn't look as if he was caught in the humiliating scandal involving Matthias and Stephanie's ruined wedding.

The breeze swayed Leon's sandy blond strands. The bruises on his face, courtesy of Alaric's enraged punches, had gradually faded. The colors changed to light blue while the bumps reduced in size.

"It's so quiet today," murmured Leon as his eyes traced the clouds above. His voice had a hint of chuckles, imbued with mockery.

The Impromptu Gamble