Vanessa Kirby Plastic Surgery

Tarzan was an incredibly ruthless CEO, and his hatred for women ran so deep that he only allowed men to work in his company. This animosity was rooted in his mother's infidelity, which caused his father to suffer a fatal heart attack. Dolah, on the other hand, had a deep-seated hatred of men, stemming from her father's abuse which had ultimately led to her mother's death. Desperate to raise money for her brother's surgery, she decided to disguise herself as a man and applied for a job as Tarzan's personal assistant. Despite her clumsiness, Tarzan agreed to let her work while he searched for proof of his suspicions. As he worked with Dolah, he began to realize that she was unlike any other woman he had ever met. With so much animosity in their hearts, how would they ever find love? Follow the story of Tarzan and Dolah to find out more.

He has no eyes, he sees through hers… He doesn't believe in love, but he has her heart in his hands…. He is cold hearted, she embraces him with love… When all he sees is the darkness, she walks him into the light…. She was his ultimate prize, she was his to taint and destroy… ******** Forced into a contract marriage in order to save her sick twin sister, Mia agrees to marry the cold hearted, ruthless and visually impaired billionaire Denver. Their bittersweet relationship begin to blossom to the envy and disapproval from people around them. Betrayal, lies and deception threatened the foundation of their marriage. After a ophthalmic surgery, will Denver recognize the woman that led him out the darkness? What happens when Mia's identical twin sister Riley takes on her identity and tries to destroy her marriage and life? Their marriage is bound to end due to the contractual deadline. Will love and fate bring them back together one more time?

The medication I kept at the company had been switched, resulting in me suffering from acute kidney failure. After the emergency surgery, I asked my wife, Rebecca Little, to thoroughly investigate the company's employees. Instead, I discovered she had already deleted the surveillance footage from that day. When I confronted her, she brushed me off coldly. "I found the person responsible. He wanted to turn himself in, but I stopped him. Look, you're fine now, aren't you? Hendrix didn't do it on purpose. He's so young—if he went to jail, his life would be ruined. Let's just drop the matter, okay?" The person she was defending was none other than the male secretary, Hendrix Cannon, she had been flirting with lately. I was speechless. Nine years of love and trust disintegrated in an instant.

My neighbor's daughter is sick, and my mother forces me to donate a kidney to her. I've been malnourished since childhood—just drawing blood is enough to cost me my life. However, my mother says, "What does your death matter to me? Rhea is my actual daughter!" Only then do I learn that my mother switched me and our wealthy next-door neighbor's daughter at birth! I glance at my neighbor's daughter, but she's calm and unaffected. I watch as my mother signs the consent form for the operation. My father ties me to the operating table, and my brother performs the surgery. I have no strength to retaliate, so I make one last request—a DNA test with my mother. She agrees—she wants me to stop holding out hope. Later, I forget everything after the surgery, but she breaks down.

This story is about a girl who is basically a gold-digger from our perspective and she is. Nah, no sick parent who needs immediate surgery or anyone’s life was not endangered because of money. She just chose money and luxury when the other option was love and struggle. Let's name her Eva who had a man in her life, immensely in love with her. But the problem was, he didn’t see life through her eyes, like getting a secure job and slowly reaching to a position where they could have everything possible. He was more into adventure, moving from this destination to that when he had a huge student loan to pay off and an almost failing grade. So you can see where things started to fell off. So, enters a business magnet who had everything and more, Eva had ever dreamt for. Now, there were not any choice left, were there?

At the peak of my career, my husband slapped me in public.  With a look of disgust, he said, “Tess, you’re pathetic. You made Grace fail the class because you’re jealous. Don’t you know she’s applying for a scholarship?” Caught off guard, I stumbled and fell to the ground, clutching my stomach as pain surged through me. I knelt there, begging him to take me to the hospital.  However, all he did was swat my hand away and sneer. “Quit the act! Aren’t you just a useless woman who can’t get pregnant?” At that moment, my heart felt like it had shattered into a million pieces. It wasn’t long before bystanders intervened, insisting on taking me to the hospital. Unfortunately, it was too late to save the baby. Once the surgery was over and the reality of what had happened sank in, I turned to him and demanded a divorce.

My sister-in-law and I have always been close, and we happened to be pregnant at the same time. However, during a routine check-up, she was diagnosed with uterine fibroids. I urged her to have surgery as soon as possible, but she refused and instead claimed her sallow complexion was a sign she was carrying a "child of fortune." She then retreated to the countryside to rest and nurture her pregnancy. Nine months later, while I grieved the loss of my stillborn child, she came back from the countryside with a baby girl in her arms. Consumed by the suspicion that the child was rightfully mine, I demanded a DNA test. That same night, my own mother and brother conspired to take my life. After my death, I discovered it was all a conspiracy. My family had orchestrated everything to swap my child for hers. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back to the moment before I took her for that fateful check-up.

Nadin has sworn for revenge, as her husband of three years had betrayed her and had a thing with her stepsister. Then, before her eyes, her stepmother murdered her dad. Afterwards, she used acid on Nadin to kill her but only succeeded in damaging her face and body, which demanded plastic surgery. Fast forward to the present time, a year after she got out of a coma as a result of the acid poured on her. “I want revenge. I want all of them to go to hell.” This was Nadin trying to kill herself after she got out of being in a coma for a year, and she had been reflecting on how she had been betrayed and hurt by people that used to matter to her the most. “If you must do that, then you need at least to stay alive. Besides, the doctor didn't save you just for you to harm yourself.” Luciano, her adoptive guardian, tried to give her reasons to live. Nadin is back with a new face and identity to his ex-husband’s life with her little game of revenge, as she remembered every pain, betrayal, and heartbreak they caused her. Meanwhile, her ex-husband was desperate to do everything for her to turn heads over heels with her, as he had attained the height he wanted but lacked just one thing, which was true love. The woman he failed to cherish and love before now, currently he wants to love her unmeasurably in another face, as she reminds him of his ex-wife a lot. When revenge meets desperation for love, could Nadin's ulterior motives change along the line and her ex-husband get her love back?

"Why?" she muttered as tears welled up in her eyes, "Why did you do it?" He said nothing, and only picked up a document and stretched it to her. Boldly written on it is ‘Divorce Agreement’. She raised her eyes to him, studying him through blurry vision, "Why are you doing this to me?""Clarissa is back," he said with a straight face. "Clarissa is back... that’s why you sent me to another man’s bed so that you can have enough evidence to divorce?" she thought to herself, not having enough guts to say it out to his face. Vanessa never thought that one day she would be sent to another man's bed by her husband.And the purpose of her husband is just to force her to divorce.Her heart was so broken that she signed the divorce agreement. However, an accident reminded her of her true identity, Sophia Blake, the heiress of the Blake Family.What will happen when Sophia Blake came back? Read to find out.

At three months pregnant, I was diagnosed with an ectopic pregnancy. My husband, a doctor, was overwhelmed with worry, pulling every string he could to arrange surgery and remove the baby. "As long as you're okay, it doesn’t matter if we don’t have our own child. We can always adopt. I can't lose you, Evelyn!" Heartbroken, I blamed myself for being useless, for failing to carry our child, and for disappointing my husband. But then, I accidentally saw his chat messages with another woman on the phone. "Don’t worry, I already told her she had an ectopic pregnancy." "I’ll have her sign the adoption papers soon, then find a way to bring you into our home." "Asher is my only son. I will make sure he inherits everything I have!" That was when I realized that the husband I loved so deeply had long since built another family behind my back.