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The Poor Man's Wife Swaps Souls with the Rich Man's Wife Shadows at the Doorstep
Hans stood in front of the dining table, holding a sheet of paper in his hands. He had been clutching it since last night, reading his own name over and over again. Hans. Gwen's name was there too. Gwen.A house deed. In both of their names.He looked around the house. The walls that were once cracked and damp had been freshly repainted. The floor that used to have holes was now replaced with new tiles. The roof that used to leak was now fixed. The kitchen, which once had only an old stove and a decayed wooden table, now featured a complete kitchen set with an oven and a double-door refrigerator.This was no longer a rented house. This was their home. A home that belonged entirely to them.Hans placed the deed on the table with extreme care, as if setting down the most precious item in the world. He pulled out a chair, sat down, and stared at the document once more."Gwen," Hans whispered softly. "Do you see this?"No answer came. Naturally. Gwen was not here. Gwen was somewhere else—
The Poor Man's Wife Swaps Souls with the Rich Man's Wife Fractured Intentions
The Montgomery family home in Strathfield, New South Wales. Late afternoon.Gwen stood outside the main entrance, hesitating to step inside as the sound of Susan and Trina's conversation reached her ears.Through the slightly open door, Trina’s voice drifted out. Her tone was casual, as though she were merely discussing the weather."Mom, I slept with Gerald."Gwen froze. The clutch in her hand nearly slipped from her grip."Gerald? Your boyfriend whose father is a Member of Parliament?" Susan's voice echoed from within, carrying a distinct thread of curiosity."Yeah, Mom. The Gerald I brought over yesterday.""Oh." Susan let out a breath of relief, her voice practically brimming with delight. "That's wonderful, sweetheart. That's wonderful."Gwen knit her brows. 'Wonderful? Her daughter just admitted to sleeping with her boyfriend, and she calls it wonderful?'"Did you use protection?" Susan asked."No, Mom."Gwen felt her blood boil. She pressed her back flat against the wall, strai
The Poor Man's Wife Swaps Souls with the Rich Man's Wife Face to Face with the CEO
Sydney CBD, New South Wales, Australia. A glass tower on George Street, the beating heart of the business district. A clear winter sky overhead, though the harbor breeze carried a piercing chill through the air.Gwen stared at her own reflection in the elevator mirror as it sped up toward the twenty-fifth floor. It wasn't her face; it was Sienna's. Yet for the first time since the soul swap took place, she felt a surge of genuine confidence.She had chosen an outfit calculated to ensure she wouldn't look like "amnesiac Sienna" or "Sienna the household servant." She intended to look every bit the rightful heiress of Pacific Crown Enterprises.A long wool trench coat in dark olive green, its dark brown leather belt loosely knotted at her waist. Beneath it, Gwen wore a burgundy silk blouse paired with wide-leg black palazzo pants that draped flawlessly over low-heeled black leather ankle boots. A structured cognac tote hung from her shoulder. Sienna's long, dark hair fell freely over her
The Poor Man's Wife Swaps Souls with the Rich Man's Wife Echoes of the Past
Westfield Parramatta, New South Wales, Australia. On a Saturday afternoon, the sky hung gray with Sydney's signature winter chill. The bustling mall offered the perfect cover to get lost in the crowd—even for two souls trapped in the wrong body.Ivy stood before a boutique window display on the second floor of Westfield Parramatta. She held a paper bag containing a pair of newly purchased shoes, her eyes staring blankly at a mannequin dressed in a gray wool blazer. Her mind drifted, wandering to who knows where—perhaps home, to Jeff, or toward the body she was meant to inhabit.Then her gaze came to a sudden halt.Across the concourse, right in front of the escalator descending from the third floor, a man strolled casually in a black leather jacket and denim shorts. His hair was slightly longer than Ivy last remembered. His stride remained unchanged—easygoing, as though the world belonged entirely to him.Ivy's heart skipped a beat.Braddy.Her body froze. The paper bag in her hand ne
The Poor Man's Wife Swaps Souls with the Rich Man's Wife The Heiress's Shadow
Gwen stood inside the hidden room concealed within Jeff's wardrobe, attempting to dig deeper into the details regarding Sienna's late father's company.Gwen swallowed hard, her gaze pinned to the last will and testament document she had just stumbled upon. Curiosity mingled with adrenaline, keeping her from fainting on the spot. With slightly trembling hands, she reached for her phone tucked in her pocket. Fortunately, the signal inside the secret underground room remained strong enough.She typed rapidly into the search engine, "Pacific Crown Enterprises."Search results flooded her screen instantly. Gwen tapped on the company's official site, her eyes widening in shock."Good grief," Gwen hissed.Pacific Crown Enterprises was no ordinary kitchen stove gas manufacturer. According to the company profile she skimmed through, Pacific Crown Enterprises was a massive conglomerate headquartered in the most elite business district in the city center. Their headquarters was a towering twenty
The Poor Man's Wife Swaps Souls with the Rich Man's Wife Unlocking Forgotten Memories
"Let's be honest, Sienna! This can safely remain our secret. You're free to be Jeff's wife and scoop up all his money. Don't worry, the real Sienna won't find out unless you tell her. We can team up!" Ivy offered."Huh, who would ever want to team up with you?" Gwen rejected."Listen, the real Sienna is the sole heir to her father's company. She has vast wealth. So just enjoy being in Sienna's body and doing whatever you please. Splurging the real Sienna's money won't ever run out. So, what's your real name?" Ivy asked."Heh, are you out of your mind? How many bottles have you had to make up a wild fantasy like this?" Gwen maintained her front."Oh, come on, stop playing dumb. You're not alone. Plenty of people use that golden comb to swap their souls. You asked me about that magic comb yourself earlier. Did you forget?"Gwen surrendered internally. It was impossible to keep hiding her true identity forever. But she was reluctant to tell Ivy who she actually was, fearing it would turn
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