

Margaret had grown up within the royal court, betrothed by her father to Gareth, the son of a duke. One day, she went out to pick out jewelry intended to wear for her upcoming date with Gareth, only to find the premium set she had pre-ordered seized by Ella, Gareth’s secret mistress. Ella even publicly humiliated her, sneering that she was an old maid no man would ever marry.When Margaret stated she was Gareth’s official fiancée, Gareth refused to stand up for her. Instead, he indulged Ella as she snatched the jewelry and slashed Margaret’s cheek. Having reached her breaking point, Margaret asserted her authority as a royal princess and broke off the engagement firmly. It was only then that Gareth realized what formidable power he had offended. He fell into bitter conflict with his lover Ella, and the entire Norton family was ruined because of his reckless deeds.
![[ENG DUB] The Unstoppable Adopted Daughter](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Amber Baker, the Lucia family's adopted daughter, was sweet and pretty-looking, yet she was forced into an absurd arranged marriage with White Group's CEO, who was old enough to be her grandfather. This loveless alliance made her a laughingstock among the elite. But Amber was no helpless damsel. On her wedding day, she ruined her wedding dress and fled, humiliating the Lucias. Enraged, they launched a city-wide manhunt. No one suspected she'd run to Mike Lucia—her adoptive uncle—who now shelters her under his wing.

Katie Devin and her sister are about to marry into the Nott family. The older sister, Eliza Devin, an ambitious CEO, is promised to the cold,domineering head of the family, while Katie is paired with the younger son, a popular movie star. On their wedding night, a chaotic mix-up throws everything into confusion. With no other choice, the sisters swap their marriage contracts—turning a twist of fate into a perfect match seemingly made by destiny.

Amber Baker, the Lucia family's adopted daughter, was sweet and pretty-looking, yet she was forced into an absurd arranged marriage with White Group's CEO, who was old enough to be her grandfather. This loveless alliance made her a laughingstock among the elite. But Amber was no helpless damsel. On her wedding day, she ruined her wedding dress and fled, humiliating the Lucias. Enraged, they launched a city-wide manhunt. No one suspected she'd run to Mike Lucia—her adoptive uncle—who now shelters her under his wing.

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.

Billion-dollar conglomerate founder Sarah returns home, keeping her wealth hidden, hoping only for a quiet wedding. Unexpectedly, Hailey, her son's fiancée, humiliates her relentlessly to seize her wedding venue — completely unaware that the victim before her is none other than her fiancé's own mother! Hailey resorts to extreme violence. She shoots Sarah and has her bound and drowned in a resort pool to silence her. Miraculously surviving, Sarah refuses her son's protection. Disguised as a waitress, she infiltrates the engagement gala. Before the city's elite and assembled media, witnesses and irrefutable evidence come to light, exposing Hailey's full conspiracy: fake-pregnancy fraud, embezzlement, and attempted murder. The villain is publicly ruined. Sarah makes her triumphant return, reclaiming everything that belongs to her!

Sold by her boyfriend to the mafia king Vincenzo as his contract bride, Violet plans her escape. Yet she discovers Vincenzo's heart of gold... that belongs to her. When danger strikes, Vincenzo saves Violet and suffers grave injuries, leading her to marry him out of duty and gratitude. But during their wedding ceremony, an assassination plot unfolds…

Annie never knew her mother's love. Carole despised her, reserving all her doting affection for Fiona, the daughter of a past romance. Carole believed her marriage to Ben was a drunken mistake, and Annie was simply the regrettable result. Unable to bear the abuse Annie suffered, Ben resolved to take Annie and leave Carole for good. Despite this, on her own birthday, Annie chose to give her mother one final chance.

Lynn Clark gets an alert: her husband spent 100k of her money at Viva Club. Rushing over, she catches him with his young mistress, plotting to use her 5 million pension to buy a club for his so-called ""goddaughter.""Thirty years of marriage earns her just one insult: ""My wife's just a loyal dog to me, a simp."" She doesn't break down—she slips out and calls her niece, "Bring me a divorce agreement."Once treated as a cash cow, this woman is about to make the cheaters pay.