

Seven years ago, Shawn Lynn lost everything while Joanna Landry owned everything. Yet for love, Joanna gave up everything and eloped with Shawn. For that, she was mocked by all others, down and out. Seven years later, Shawn returned as a success, with power and wealth in his hands, deciding to make up for his love.

Daniel, a retired special forces king and hidden global tycoon, returns home disguised as a cleaner for his son Matthew’s wedding. At the wedding, Matthew is brutally humiliated by his wealthy future in-laws, who believe Daniel and his son are nothing but poor nobodies. But they have no idea they’ve just offended the world’s most untouchable billionaire. When Daniel finally reveals his true identity, how far will he go to destroy the family that ruined his son’s life?
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After an accidental artificial insemination, Melia Yale finds herself bearing the child of CEO Yancy Gale. Misunderstandings test her relationships, but with the CEO's support, she transforms from a simple woman to his confident secretary. Choosing to face a new life bravely, she undergoes a transformation, evolving emotionally and romantically with the CEO's unexpected affection.

To avenge the tragic death of her parents, Briar White hides her true identity and infiltrates the Kerr family, weaving a carefully crafted web of affection around Owen Kerr—the son of her enemy. But the tenderness and companionship that began as mere deception slowly start to feel real. Now, she must choose: stay lost in the sweetness of newfound love, or destroy it with her own hands for the sake of long-harbored revenge…

On her first transfer day, Ilana mistook swim star Paxton for her cheating ex and confronted him—only to catch him with an assistant coach. Worse still, he is her wealthy new stepbrother from her mother’s remarriage. Will they rise above the chaos… or let their explosive chemistry take over?

"My mother was a player in a quest. Once her mission was a success, she exited this world, leaving me behind with four Dragon Kings. The first was Ethan—the Golden Dragon King who controlled over seventy percent of the Dragon Realm’s Dragon Crystal veins. The second was Nolan—the Silver Dragon King, the strongest healing dragon in the entire Dragon Realm. The third was Ryker—the Black Dragon King, the commander of the Black Dragon Legion and the most feared battle dragon in the Dragon Realm. The fourth was Tony—the Crimson Dragon King, the supreme ruler of the Dragon Council who maintained order across all dragonkind. My four Dragon King fathers spoiled me rotten for sixteen years, giving me everything I ever wanted. That was until three years ago when Chloe, the daughter of the one that got away, returned. Since then, my four fathers believed her over me. Chloe claimed that I scared her while flying in the sky, so Tony personally tore off my dragon wings. When Chloe accused me of poisoning her, Nolan forced Dragon Venom down my throat—a forbidden potion that destroyed the spiritual energy within my dragon body. Once again, Chloe insisted that I had hurt her, so Ryker ordered my claws to be removed. Chloe said she didn't want to see me anymore. As a consequence, Ethan abandoned me in the mines where lowborn dragons were exiled. As I lay there in pain, my mother’s voice rang in my ear. “Seren, do you want to come back to Mommy?”"

My dad called me right after I got paid. He said my little brother needed money for school, Grandma had medical bills, and there was still the rent, water, and electricity. Then, at the end of the call, he admitted he’d lost money gambling. I sat in the security booth, rubbing my bad leg, completely lost for what to do. A car horn blared, and I quickly raised the security bar. Just one look and you could tell how expensive the car was. It belonged to the boss, who had a thing for amputees. Damn it.

My dad called me right after I got paid. He said my little brother needed money for school, Grandma had medical bills, and there was still the rent, water, and electricity. Then, at the end of the call, he admitted he’d lost money gambling. I sat in the security booth, rubbing my bad leg, completely lost for what to do. A car horn blared, and I quickly raised the security bar. Just one look and you could tell how expensive the car was. It belonged to the boss, who had a thing for amputees. Damn it.

My daughter, Ruby Pratt, has leukemia. She needs a bone marrow transplant—and fast. Out of everyone in the family, my husband, Dan Pratt, was the only match. I begged him for an entire month before he finally agreed to go through with the donation. But on the morning of the surgery, he went completely off the grid. I stood outside the hospital all day, waiting. No calls. No texts. Not even a shadow. That night, his childhood friend, Valerie Kinder, posted on Instagram. In the photo, Dan was holding Valerie's hand with one arm and carrying her young son with the other—on a beach in Lulabo City. The caption read: [Soaking up the sun! Dan cleared his whole schedule to join us on a month-long trek and we finally made it to the coast! My little boy said Uncle Dan made his ocean dream come true. Pure joy!] My heart splintered. While I was drowning in worry over my daughter, he was off playing happy family with them. I wiped my tears and typed a comment beneath her post: [Not 'Uncle.' From now on, he's your son's father.] That night, I finally got a call from him. "Babe, don't be like this," Dan said. "You're not being fair. "Valerie's son has been bullied at school for not having a dad. I couldn't stand seeing him hurt, so I took them on this trip. It was supposed to help him heal. "I'll catch the first flight back tomorrow and head straight to the hospital to donate the marrow. I promise." I hung up with a bitter smile. The next morning, Dan rushed into the hospital room. But all he found on the bed was a death certificate.

My wife transplanted the donor heart I had waited for two years for to the fake heir, Sean Morgan. The doctor said I only had one week left to live, so I decided to freeze my body. I donated my body to Sean's lab. On the day I signed the donation letter, my daughter threw herself into my arms and said I had finally made up with her uncle. My parents praised me for finally understanding the deep bond and mutual support between brothers. My wife said with relief, "You've finally let go of your grudges and become an understanding person." I smiled gently. "Yes, this time I’ve really learned my lesson. I will return the status of the Morgan family heir to Sean and fulfill your wishes.”