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She approached the desk, picked up the photos, and said to Sally, "Dispose of these." Having faced these photos, Kimberly felt surprisingly unaffected. Now that she had come clean to her grandfather keeping up the pretense was unnecessary. She would find an opportunity to clear things with Steven, and then this chapter between them would be closed without further disturbance. But before she could initiate this, sensational news occupied the headlines. "Wilson Family's Daughter Divorced After Only Two Years of Marriage" "Rising Star Jennifer to Become the Heiress of a Billion-Dollar Empire, Spotted Visiting Smith Family for Dinner, Elegantly Dressed"

"You're nuts, talking about repayment with a tycoon's son? Focus on extracting value from him. Slip this into the porridge. It's potent; he'll crave you." Kimberly frowned, knocking the powder packet into the sink. "Hey!" Cheryl yelped in distress. "What a waste! That stuff's expensive!" She met Kimberly's icy glare and clamped shut. "I'm not like you. I won't use dirty tricks to screw people over," Kimberly said. "Even if Elmer never touches me post-wedding or cancels it now, I won't complain. If you pull this crap again, I won't hesitate to expose your past. Mrs. Shaw despises you. If she knew..."

"It has nothing to do with me. I was just reminding you." Naomi had an arrogant look on her face. Ellena could not help reaching out to help her waist that was still slightly sore. She then glanced at Naomi and said, "You should take care of yourself!" Kimberly was a woman who relied on being a pimp to get promoted. Although she had a lot of shady stuff on her, she still managed to survive in the entertainment industry. This meant that Kimberly was not only not stupid, but also someone who had some tricks and brains.

“She is the one who suggested your company.” “Oh, thank you,” Kimberly gushed. “What’s your name? I didn’t catch it earlier.” I hesitated for half a second. “…Elise.” I said with a fake French accent. “Such a beautiful name,” she mused, eyeing me like she was trying to place me. “You must be a supermodel or something. That dress—stunning. We should go shopping together sometime. I have a great eye for style.” I fought the urge to roll my eyes. “Thank you,”

Elliona hisses then releases her pinch and sits back in her chair Clara stares ferociously at Elliona "How can you marry him Elliona Lim? Do you like it?" Elliona cringes at Clara's words. Love? ah of course Elliona loves it very much, loves the money of course. "You're right I love it" said Elliona with a thin smile on her lips. "Really?" Clara tears her eyes towards Elliona "Of course I like it, rather I like the money! You know Clara, it turns out to be true about the file you sent me back then was William Kim, and he was William Andersson Kim. The richest young entrepreneur in the world" Elliona says proudly accompanied by a sip of her cold chocolate

"You go to help me with something. I'll give her a surprise." "Yes, sir." A good night's dream. When she woke up, she looked narcissistically in the mirror. The 19-year-old face was as beautiful as a fairy. It's a pity that she didn't dress up. Thinking that she was going to see Ethan later, she decided to clean it up a little. Since receiving the money from Kevin and Tami last time, plus the cheque given by Ethan before, Kim is now an invisible rich woman with millions of money. After turning over the wardrobe, she finds that there is nothing in it except seven blue and white sports clothes.

After my grandfather passed away, she brought her son, Williams Scott, into the James family as a butler. Kimberly’s mother had been a maid in the James family. When she became pregnant, my grandmother, fearing the truth would be exposed, had paid her off to disappear. The maid took the money and left, but secretly gave birth to Kimberly as she was planning to extort more. Unfortunately, she tragically died due to a hemorrhage during childbirth. Kimberly had then become an orphan and ended up in a slum. She seduced the principal of her school and secured a sponsorship from the James family. It was only at a charity event organized by the James family that my Grandmother finally recognized he

And she didn’t care, all she had to do was not show up at any wedding that might be planned. Ysabelle left his office in high spirits, She had registered herself to a massage parlour in Northern Yusama. The kind lady that had dressed for her Jordan’s memorial concert had been nice enough to give her a business card. Miss Kimberly a woman in her late forties, she had been awed by Ysabelle’s skin and body. She had expressed sore disappointment at her tense shoulders and bruised and rough face. She had promised to make it as shiny as a doll’s if Ysabelle would find the time to come back and that was just what she would do with her two-day leave. Andrew and his friend could go screw themselves.

"They edited it perfectly. Now, with Leif's little speech afterward, the three of you look like a full love triangle. Guess who leaked the footage?" I rub the center of my forehead, right between my eyes. My skin feels hot. "Do I even need to guess?" I ask. The image of Kimberly's smug, painted face pops into my mind. That miserable bitch could not let the night end without trying to drag me down. Kimberly's father owns Agate Entertainment. It is one of the biggest media Packs on the mainland. They control the news feeds, the blogs, the video platforms. If she wants to ruin a name, she just has to snap her fingers and the internet follows her lead.