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Colin, adopted son of the Bishop family, was drugged and framed by his adoptive brother Kyle and fiancée Jenna. He woke up in Empire Group CEO Aman's bed, and lost everything. Jenna called off the wedding, Kyle stole his shares, and his foster father threw him out. Colin signed a contract marriage with Aman for revenge. They took down the enemies, and between the schemes and the battles, Colin fell hard. Then he discovered his foster mother murdered his birth mother and Aman's father helped her. Together, they sent both to prison. In the end, Colin and Aman exchanged vows in the cathedral, not as a deal, but as a promise.

Sophia, the daughter of a wealthy CEO, hides her identity to find true love, posing as a hotel cleaner to date her boyfriend, Jack. However, to secure a contract, Jack drugs Sophia and sends her to bed with another man, unaware that his girlfriend is the real CEO. After a one-night stand, Sophia and Vincent both conceal their identities and get married, seeking revenge on their wicked boyfriend. Eventually, their true identities are revealed...

Isabella Laurent, CEO of a global fashion empire, is sabotaged by her stepsister at the annual couture show. Her gown rips open onstage, nearly making her the laughingstock of the world. Luca Moreau, an underground tailor dismissed by everyone, rushes onto the runway, wraps her in his coat, fights off the troublemakers, and restyles a stunning new outfit for her on the spot. That night, she resolves: she will have this man.

As a child, Shen Manman was separated from her parents due to a conspiracy. When she grew up, Bai Yanlan used Shen Manman's jade pendant to impersonate her and reunite with the wealthy family. After her scheme failed, she plotted to sell Shen Manman to a remote village. Shen Manman was forced to marry a single man in the village and suffered inhumane abuse. However, her wealthy parents never gave up searching for her, and Shen Manman was finally reunited with her family.

While scrolling through social media, I spotted a woman flaunting luxury jewelry, gold bars and properties while seeking a daughter-in-law for her son, and instantly recognized every single item as my own. My husband had secretly transferred my entire fortune to his mistress and their child. Worse, he stood idly by as they publicly humiliated me and bullied my five-year-old daughter. They had no idea the stolen wealth belonged to my family — my father is one of the most powerful Mafia bosses. The day he returns, their perfect delusional fantasy will crumble to pieces.

I was born with a built-in fortune system. Whenever I'm happy, everyone around me makes money. To keep me in a good mood, my billionaire father takes me out on adventures every single day, showering me with limited-edition sneakers, private yacht charters, and one-of-a-kind luxury items. It all comes down to one thing: the Connolly Group's luck is tied directly to my emotional state. As long as I'm laughing hard enough to snort, the stock price climbs and the money pours in. The moment my mood tanks, the losses start. At worst, the whole thing goes bankrupt. Take last month. One of the cleaning staff accidentally tossed out half a macaron I'd left sitting on the counter, and I was mildly annoyed for about a second. The next day, the Connolly Group's West Coast division posted a hundred-million-dollar loss. Dad spent the entire night buying up ten gourmet bakeries and terminating the cleaning company's contract just to smooth things over. After that, nobody in Manhattan's upper-crust social scene dared so much as look at me sideways. That was, until Dad flew out to Los Angeles on business, and Isabella, the long-lost biological daughter who'd just been found, walked into my room. "You've been leeching off this family for years," she said, looking down at me with pure contempt. "Did you actually think draining the Connolly name dry made you the real heiress? I'm the one with Connolly blood. Now that I'm back, it's time for you to crawl out of my house." I didn't react. She picked up the black coffee sitting nearby and poured it straight onto my keyboard. I watched the screen go dark, and something hollow opened up in my chest. "Get on your knees and clean it up." I wiped the coffee off my face. The air had gone cold. The Connolly Group was about to implode, and I found myself wondering whether Dad, thousands of miles away in LA, was already reaching for his heart medication as he watched billions evaporate off the ticker.

Sophia, the daughter of a wealthy CEO, hides her identity to find true love, posing as a hotel cleaner to date her boyfriend, Jack. However, to secure a contract, Jack drugs Sophia and sends her to bed with another man, unaware that his girlfriend is the real CEO. After a one-night stand, Sophia and Vincent both conceal their identities and get married seeking revenge on their wicked boyfriend. Eventually their true identities are revealed and they live happily together much to regret of their boyfriend.

Criminal psychologist Claire mistakes Kent, a blood-soaked Mafia King, for an inmate and tells him he desperately needs to get laid. Days later, he kidnaps her to his estate out West, where she discovers she's the long-lost heiress of a rival Mafia family, promised to his son. She's meant to marry the son, yet secretly climbs into the father's bed. When outside money moves to seize the West, Claire must unite two rival families, protect their homeland, and rise as the Queen of the West.

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I was born with a built-in fortune system. Whenever I'm happy, everyone around me makes money. To keep me in a good mood, my billionaire father takes me out on adventures every single day, showering me with limited-edition sneakers, private yacht charters, and one-of-a-kind luxury items. It all comes down to one thing: the Connolly Group's luck is tied directly to my emotional state. As long as I'm laughing hard enough to snort, the stock price climbs and the money pours in. The moment my mood tanks, the losses start. At worst, the whole thing goes bankrupt. Take last month. One of the cleaning staff accidentally tossed out half a macaron I'd left sitting on the counter, and I was mildly annoyed for about a second. The next day, the Connolly Group's West Coast division posted a hundred-million-dollar loss. Dad spent the entire night buying up ten gourmet bakeries and terminating the cleaning company's contract just to smooth things over. After that, nobody in Manhattan's upper-crust social scene dared so much as look at me sideways. That was, until Dad flew out to Los Angeles on business, and Isabella, the long-lost biological daughter who'd just been found, walked into my room. "You've been leeching off this family for years," she said, looking down at me with pure contempt. "Did you actually think draining the Connolly name dry made you the real heiress? I'm the one with Connolly blood. Now that I'm back, it's time for you to crawl out of my house." I didn't react. She picked up the black coffee sitting nearby and poured it straight onto my keyboard. I watched the screen go dark, and something hollow opened up in my chest. "Get on your knees and clean it up." I wiped the coffee off my face. The air had gone cold. The Connolly Group was about to implode, and I found myself wondering whether Dad, thousands of miles away in LA, was already reaching for his heart medication as he watched billions evaporate off the ticker.