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New York is home to numerous affluent families, but the Wolfes reign supreme.The heir to the Wolfe family is Damien Wolfe.Jane may have heard of Damien Wolfe before as he was rumored to be entering the entertainment industry.Did she really fall for the first man in New York she met?Or is he just trying to deceive her?Damien seems to read her thoughts and smirked, "Would you like to see my identification?"Jane shook her head, knowing that IDs can be forged these days.However, she noticed the expensive Patek Philippe watch on the table when she reached for her ID."In that case, let's discuss marriage," Damien proposed calmly.Jane coldly refused, "I don't agree."Damien picked up his phone and threatened to call the police, "Then it seems I have no choice."Jane pleaded, "Please don't!""Then you agree?" Damien asked with interest.Jane gritted her teeth, not wanting to agree, but feeling powerless in this situation.Damien reassured her, "Don't worry, I won't let you suffer."Jane looked at him with annoyance, wondering if all wealthy people are this ruthless.Damien suggested they change clothes before continuing their discussion, to show his sincerity and respect.Jane realized she was naked under the quilt while Damien was only in his underwear.She quickly grabbed her clothes and headed to the bathroom, feeling embarrassed.In the bathroom, Jane examined the marks on her body in the mirror, feeling frustrated.She had just escaped from Director Rebel's grasp, and now she has fallen into another trap.Ciara was the one who initiated all of this. If she hadn't drugged Jane, she wouldn't have slept with someone and been recorded. Jane felt an intense hatred towards Ciara.However, her priority now was to deal with Damien Wolfe. She knew he was not an easy person to handle.Jane finished washing up and came out to find Damien dressed and making a phone call on the balcony in a foreign language she couldn't understand.As he turned around to face her, Jane noticed a change in his demeanor. He seemed more composed and elegant in his shirt and trousers, revealing his aristocratic upbringing.Jane called out to him, and he turned around to face her. She noticed a change in her own body as well, as if she had retracted her claws.Damien surprised Jane by proposing to marry her, offering to find the best doctors to treat her hospitalized brother and help her with any other difficulties. In exchange, he asked for her help in silencing his family's objections to their marriage.Jane was taken aback and asked, "Why me?"What kind of woman he desires to wed based on his status is insufficient, why does it have to be her? Jane is perplexed, is it just because of last night?Damien clarifies, "I won't marry someone I am not acquainted with. As per my investigation, Miss Austen, you are the most fitting candidate."Jane comprehends that this person has looked into her thoroughly in just one night.Indeed, someone of his stature must be cautious about his choice of spouse."So, do I not have the right to decline?" Jane inquired.The ball is in his court, and the terms he has offered are quite enticing.She is not concerned about herself; her brother's illness has always weighed heavily on her mind.Over the years, it has been challenging for her to pay for her brother's daily medical expenses, let alone find suitable organs and surgery fees."I hope you won't decline," Damien said.Jane understands that she has no choice now that matters has progressed to this point.Alternatively, she must thank God for p
After two hours, a young lady emerged from the court house accompanied by an attractive gentleman.Jane held the crimson booklet, still finding it hard to believe.She had married in such a hasty manner, and worse still, with a stranger from a one-night stand.To make matters worse, the person she married was the third heir of the Wolfe family, who had a swarm of women vying for his attention in New York."Miss Austen, congratulations on your wedding!" Damien suddenly said.Jane looked up and saw Damien holding a marriage certificate in one hand, while the other was extended towards her.His fingers were slender and pale, more delicate than a woman's.His attractive face was tense, his light brown eyes were composed, and he appeared professional.No, this marriage was nothing but a merger of interests.Jane took a deep breath and held his hand. "Damien, congratulations on your wedding."Since this man had offered her such a beneficial deal, putting on a façade would be self-degrading.
Jane resides in a secluded location, and she has taken up residence in a small dwelling that consists of one bedroom and one living room.The edifice was constructed in the early days and does not have an elevator, but the rent is economical.Despite the dilapidated exterior, Jane has made the interior cozy and welcoming with warm wallpaper and uncomplicated yet practical furniture.As soon as she entered the abode, Jane tossed Baolian and the marriage certificate on the couch and headed straight to the bathroom.While she was staying at the hotel, she didn't have enough time to take a thorough shower, and she always felt unclean and uneasy.She shed her garments, stood under the shower, shut her eyes, and scrubbed her body repeatedly with her hands soaked in shower gel.The unfortunate event has already taken place, and she is powerless to alter it. Now, all she can think about is the future.After half an hour, Jane emerged from the bathroom, changed into clean clothes, and reclined
She could tell from the empathetic expression on her mother's face how humiliating it was to be sent back home by her husband on their first day of marriage.However, Jane was feeling very at ease since they were not actually married.After touring the house, Jane followed Evelyn upstairs and, despite Evelyn's hesitation to speak, she still chose a guest room to stay in.Sitting in the VIP room at the airport, the man had a laptop on his lap and a mobile phone in his hand.His face was devoid of emotion and his voice was monotone as he said, "If she wants to, she can do whatever she pleases."After ending the call, he continued typing on the keyboard.Not long after, an announcement for boarding was made.He closed his notebook, handed it to Duke beside him, stood up and walked towards the boarding gate.He hoped that when he returned, she would have adjusted to being Mrs. Damien.After spending one night at the villa, Jane went to the hospital the next day to visit her younger brother
Await Jonathan's slumber.Jane proceeded to the open area at the back of the hospital and contacted the cleaning agency."What's wrong with your staff? They leave without any sense of responsibility.""It's just a kid playing around. You wouldn't understand. As the employer, shouldn't you be notified?" "I hope you fulfill your promises." Jane ended the call, her face displaying frustration.Remembering Jonathan's struggles during their stay at the hospital, she felt guilty and concerned."Why are you so upset?" A male voice interrupted her thoughts.Jane turned around to see a young man in a white coat approaching her.He had gold-rimmed glasses and an elegant demeanor. He was Peter Tuchel, Jonathan's attending physician."It's nothing." Jane nodded slightly, grateful. "Dr. Peter, thank you for taking care of Jonathan.""I've told you many times to call me Peter," he said helplessly.Jane smiled, "I'm sorry, I keep forgetting."Peter appeared disappointed. Jane was always like this -
Ciara's expression changed slightly, and she put on a smile and said, "Director Rebel, are you joking with me?""Do you think I'm in the mood to joke with you, Ciara? You know I have many options for the female lead, and it's not up to you," replied Director Rebel."No, no, Director Rebel, there must be a misunderstanding. I will definitely explain. Please don't be angry. It's not worth getting angry," Ciara said."Ciara, you know how well I treat you. This is your last chance," warned Director Rebel."Okay, okay, I understand. Thank you, Director Rebel. I will explain everything. How about I treat you to dinner tonight?" Ciara apologized with a smile.Once she hung up, her smile faded. She called her agent Salem Blue and said coldly, "Director Rebel says Jane wasn't in that room last night. What happened? Why did she disappear?""Didn't she take the medicine? How could she disappear?" Salem was also surprised."I don't know, find out for me immediately. This role is crucial to me," Ci
Previous occasion? Jane's pupils tightened slightly, and Ciara felt ashamed to bring up the past incident.She couldn't bear to imagine what would have happened if she hadn't escaped.The human psyche is truly intricate, and some individuals have valid reasons for their malevolent actions.Jane concealed the animosity in her heart and walked towards Ciara.Without touching the wine on the table, she grabbed the bottle and poured herself a fresh glass.Lifting her glass, she gazed at Ciara and said, "Ciara has spoken, and I dare not disobey. I must show respect with this cup and thank Ciara Tyla for taking care of me for so long."Ciara narrowed her eyes, noticing the young girl's agitation."You are punished with wine, how can you show me respect?" She chuckled. "That's not fair."Jane raised her head and downed the wine in her cup.Observing her reddened face, Ciara suggested with a grin, "One cup isn't enough. You must drink three, don't you think?"The surrounding guests cheered, "
Jane took a breath outside before returning to the private room, but Ciara was nowhere to be found.Betty asked, "Where did you go? I looked for you in the bathroom, but you weren't there."Jane replied calmly, "I found a place to rest. Why don't you sing?"Betty looked embarrassed, "I'm not a good singer. I'm tone-deaf."Jane sensed that it might not be true, but rather a lack of confidence due to her social status.Glancing at her watch, she said, "It's getting late. I should leave."Since she and Ciara had severed ties, there was no reason to stay."I'll come with you," Betty said.They left the room and turned a corner, where they overheard a woman's whining voice."Mr. Dickson, it's been so long. Do you miss me?" Ciara stood at the door of a private room, clinging to a pot-bellied middle-aged man."Of course, baby. You're still as beautiful as ever," he replied, his hands lingering on her body.Betty was shocked, "Ciara..."Jane remained unfazed, having already known about Ciara'