Tiffany Chen Martial Arts

Ezekiel Richard Wright is not only charismatic, handsome, clever, and a world-class architect, but his characteristics and achievements make him more alluring. The CEO, who suffers from sleeplessness, is arrogant, cold, and distant. Chen Xiu Ying, also known as Bella Chen, is a mixed-race woman with an American mother and a Chinese father. Her family is one of China's wealthiest, owning four mansions in Peking and three in Shanghai. She is the daughter of the CEO of Chen Entertainment. She is also the brilliant, stubborn, and acrophobic president of La Bella Fashion Threads Co. What if the worlds of these two CEOs collided as a result of their parents' arrangement? Can they figure out what's behind their phobias and cure each other, or will they trigger each other's fears and end their marriage?

I had argued with Tiffany Jensen at the construction site over a 15-dollar BBQ plate, and the fight had spiraled out of control. Clutching my throbbing head, I watched as she stuffed the freshly cashed paycheck into her pocket. "Are you ever going to let this go? You just want me to pay for your meal, don't you? You're always complaining about headaches and dizziness. I think you're just lazy!" I wanted to tell her about the flashes of luxury that kept appearing in my mind, images I could not explain. However, the words stuck in my throat as another wave of vertigo hit me. By the time I steadied myself and caught up to her, she was already climbing into a black Rolls-Royce Cullinan. Their mocking voices drifted out through the car window. Someone said, "I thought your little 'real-life experience' would be fun, but this is it? You even argued over a meal." Another person laughed along. "Tiffany, Mr. Jensen's about to have a heart attack over this. Now that he's finally agreed to let you date Ethan Parker, just dump this loser already. Are you planning to support him for the rest of his life?" Tiffany replied without hesitation, "He's a nobody who doesn't even know who he is, and he thinks he deserves someone like me?" It turned out that after I lost my memory, I had become nothing more than a pawn in a wealthy heiress' rebellion game. I turned to leave, my heart sinking. Just then, an unknown number flashed across my phone screen. I answered without thinking. "Mr. Shaw, this is Alfred Wright, your family's butler. You've been missing for five years! Your grandfather is dying, and he wants to see you one last time." I glanced back at the car disappearing into the distance and said, "Alfred, come pick me up."

After fifteen years of marriage, my wife, Tiffany Yarwood, who insisted on being child-free, wanted to become pregnant with her childhood friend’s baby. “Taylor’s grandmother is dying. Her only remaining wish was for him to have an offspring. I have to help him with this!” Unable to accept this, I went to my parents-in-law to reason with them. But they snubbed me with gentle yet cutting words. “Tiff’s womb belongs to her. She has the right to decide whose child to bear. “Don’t you love her enough to give your life to her? If you can’t even tolerate such a small matter, how can you protect her for a lifetime?” Tormented by grief, I had no choice but to compromise with teary eyes. “Fine! I agree to let you have a test-tube baby for him. But after giving birth to the baby, you can’t have any further involvement with them.” Tiffany, relying on my love for her, confidently refused. “Not a test-tube baby! Taylor’s grandma is traditional. She’ll only accept babies born naturally. “Besides, I will be taking care of the child after giving birth. I can’t let the baby grow up without a mother!” I closed my eyes and exhaled. “If that’s the case, let’s divorce. You can live with him as a family of three.”

Max Exsten; pria berusia 36 tahun ini memiliki paras yang tampan sehingga membuat siapapun tergila-gila akan ketampanannya. Selain itu, Max merupakan seorang duda beranak dua bernama Jessie Exsten dan Jasper Exsten. Jessie dan Jasper merupakan anak kembar yang berbeda jenis kelamin yang dilahirkan dari rahim seorang wanita cantik bernama Tiffany Austin.Tiffany harus menghembuskan napasnya saat usia kedua anaknya masih sekitar 1 tahun, karena mengalami kecelakaan dan mayatnya tak kunjung ditemukan hingga usia Jessie dan Jasper sudah mencapai 5 tahun. Dan di usia seperti itu, mereka pasti akan membutuhkan seorang ibu, namun Max tak kunjung memenuhi keinginan anak-anaknya. Bagi Max, menikah lagi bukanlah prioritasnya saat ini. Yang menjadi prioritasnya adalah Jessie dan Jasper. Hingga kedatangan seorang wanita berwajah sama dengan Tiffany pun membuat hati seorang Max tidak tenang. Bagaimana mungkin orang yang sudah mati bisa hidup kembali? Ikuti terus kisahnya dan temukan jawabannya ^^

Aku hanya menghadiri satu pesta di lingkungan baruku yang kaya. Tidak lama setelah itu, tetanggaku Nadia menuntutku. Di pengadilan, dia menggendong putrinya Tiffany yang tubuhnya penuh memar dan luka. Dia menuduh anak lelakiku telah memperkosa putrinya. Di tengah persidangan, Tiffany menarik kerah bajunya ke bawah dan bekas merah melingkar jelas di lehernya. "Dia mencoba merobek celanaku," katanya terisak. "Dia mencoba memperkosaku dan aku melawan. Jadi dia memukulku dan merusak wajahku!" Di luar gedung pengadilan, para demonstran mengangkat papan-papan bertuliskan hinaan, menyebut putraku sampah, dan anak orang kaya manja. Di dunia maya, sebuah memorial hasil editan fotoku menyebar luas. Tulisannya berbunyi: [Ibu yang tidak layak seharusnya mati bersama putranya.] Saham perusahaanku mengalami penurunan drastis. Namun aku tetap duduk di sana, wajahku tanpa ekspresi. Aku hanya meminta agar Rian dibawa masuk. Pintu ruang sidang terbuka. Semua orang terdiam ketika Rian melangkah masuk.

Fui a exatamente uma só festa no meu novo bairro de gente rica. Depois disso, minha vizinha Brenda me processou. No tribunal, ela segurava a filha, Tiffany, toda machucada e coberta de hematomas. Acusou meu filho de estupro. No meio da audiência, Tiffany puxou a gola da blusa para baixo. Marcas vermelhas circundavam seu pescoço. — Ele tentou arrancar minha calça — disse soluçando — tentou se forçar em mim. Eu lutei. Então ele me bateu. Ele destruiu meu rosto! Do lado de fora do tribunal, manifestantes seguravam cartazes chamando meu filho de lixo, um riquinho mimado. Na internet, uma montagem minha viralizou. A legenda dizia: A mãe irresponsável tem que morrer junto com o filho. As ações da minha empresa despencaram. Mas eu apenas fiquei sentada ali. Com o rosto petrificado. Pedi que meu filho, Cooper, fosse trazido. As portas do tribunal se abriram. Cooper entrou.Todos ficaram paralisados.

Seorang wanita dengan setelan resmi terlihat duduk dengan angkuh dihadapan salah satu aktor terpanas saat itu, wanita itu secara mengejutkan menarik lengan sang aktor dan menyodorkan sebuah cincin Tiffany berbahan emas putih, "Jadilah suamiku." Sang aktor yang merona, "Nona CEO, anda sedang bercanda bukan?" "Tidak, kenapa? Kalau kau tidak mau kunikahi, maka kau saja yang menikahiku." Sang aktor yang terlalu terkejut karena dilamar, "!!!!"

What will you do if one day, you suddenly wake up with ears above your head and tails behind your back? What if you suddenly came back to how you were, 20 years ago, just with different eyes and hair color? Coming home from a late-night party, Tiffany George passed out as soon as she felt the softness and warmth of her comfy bed. She stinks of alcohol, explaining her carefree behavior, resulting into a deep sleep with her corporate attire on. On the next day, a phone call had woken her up. She massaged her aching temples and reached for her phone on the bedside table. She answered it without even bothering to look at the caller ID, her voice hoarse as she said hello. “Ms. George, what time do you think is it?” a cold voice floated over the phone, waking Tiffany out of her daze. She immediately hung-up the call and rose from the bed. But the moment she tried to reach the floor with her feet… she realized something amiss. She touched her face and felt her chest… A long silence ensued before her loud scream filled the entire room.

Tujuh belas tahun memendam hinaan dari teman teman sepantarannya karena tidak bisa berkultivasi. Xiao Chen akhirnya bangkit setelah mengalami kejadian yang membuat segel formasi kuat didalam meridiannya hancur. Kejadian ini bermula pada kabar kematian kedua orang tuanya, dan penyerangan terhadap kekaisarannya hingga tidak bersisa. Namun keberkahan, atau musibah yang dia alami? Karena setelah hal itu terjadi, segel yang mengunci meridiannya hancur, artefak yang dicari di seluruh benua Langit ternyata juga berada didalam tubuhnya? Membuktikan bahwa dia bukanlah sampah melainkan monster yang tengah bangkit, dan membawa sebuah jalan takdir dendam. Xiao Chen akhirnya memulai perjalanannya! “Apa itu Aula Langit? Aku tidak perduli apa tempat itu, yang pasti. Dimasa depan nanti akan ku injak tempat itu dengan kekuatanku!” Xiao Chen bersumpah.

It only took a moment to burn everything down. For five years, Isla Merrick played the part—soft-spoken wife, graceful hostess, quiet shadow to Callum Braxton’s powerful presence. She became what the world expected: dutiful, polished, harmless. Then came his cold declaration: “Let’s get divorced.” No emotion. No explanation. Just a clean cut—like a business deal. But Callum never knew she had been waiting for that moment. Planning for it. Beneath the composed surface, Isla had been sharpening the edges he once dulled. Because Isla Merrick had a past—and it wasn’t the scandal the tabloids spun. It was deeper. Sharper. Before she was Mrs. Braxton, she trained at Summerdell—an elite, off-the-record martial arts academy. Whispers of crime and prison blurred the truth, but Isla stayed silent. She had bigger plans. Three years later, she returns—not to reconcile, but to reintroduce herself. Isla Merrick now runs a luxury fashion empire, famous for turning scandal into power. And when she steps into the country’s most elite gala, draped in elegance and authority, Callum barely recognizes her. But she recognizes him. Before he can speak, a figure joins her—Dorian Kane. Ruthless investor. Public obsession. His hand rests on Isla’s waist like it belongs there. “Just so we’re clear, Braxton,” Dorian says coolly. “She’s not yours. Not anymore.” For Callum, it’s the beginning of a reckoning. For Isla, it’s the first breath of freedom. She isn’t the woman who once begged to be loved. She’s the woman who knows she never needed to be. And this time, she’s not just rewriting the story—she’s owning the ending.