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I Only Love You In The Whole Wide World

Stupa Demon
Four years. That’s how long he took to transform from being a penniless young man to becoming the heir of a mysterious conglomerate. His return was a glorious event! Four years. That was the time she took to fall from being a rich heiress to an insignificant script writer in the entertainment industry. And she could even end up in jail! “Evelyn Sherman, if only you had loved me a little more than money then, you wouldn’t have to beg me now.” The man jeers coldly. Evelyn Sherman smiles cunningly. She pushes a little bun into his arms. The little bun hugs him and even gives him a big kiss, “President, do you want to buy my mommy? She can pretend to be a teenager or act like a queen. She can do both young, refreshing roles and the hard core stuff equally well. She’s a professional genius at giving birth. You can bring her home for US$10 million!” Chester Yale stares at the little face that looks exactly like his in a shock. He clenches his teeth and said, “Deal! I will add on another $10 million to buy you too!” In the next second, a little princess pokes her head out from behind the door, “Daddy, you’ll need another $10 million for me.”
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