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Chapter Marriage, A Debt Payment
Sera Louisa Mendevil has succeeded in her quest to win the Miss Universe title this year. She dedicates it to his family, who have been so supportive of him, from his father to his siblings.
But because of her success, Mr. Cedrick Yao, the well -known Mafia boss in the country wants to bring together Sera with his sole son. Since the Mendevil family owes a lot to him and holds the whole family, Sera will be in charge of the Yao family to be the wife of her only son Nathaniel Yao. An independent young wealthy businessman despite his father’s power.Because of his old age, the Mafia Boss wishes to have a grandchild. He begins to arrange marriages for Nathaniel with women he believes are ideal for him. Nathaniel, on the other hand, is working hard to keep the deal from going through. Sera is the seventh woman he has arranged for this year. Nathaniel looked for a scandal or a flaw in this woman's personality, but he couldn't find anything. He has no choice but to drop his deadlyRelated chapters
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