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Marry My Mommy, Stranger

Chapter 8 Chapter 8

Word Count: 790    |    Released on: 29/05/2025

n company to order a set of jewelry, but when she browsed the maga

r current glorious position to Vivianna, and she wanted to see the angry look on Vivian

be willing t

alk to me about the past? How

rsonal life, please go back now! If you want me to

ch that she wanted to kick her into hell

as wearing a gray suit. The suit was appropriate for this setting, and she looke

ing, but that was only a hobby. Unexpectedly,

hould be in a state of distress and helpless

me for not caring about our old friendship. I'll complain to your boss that you're incompetent. I'll see how long you can stay in this position as chief designer." After that, she walked arr

e eyes were staring at the scene inside. There was clearly a trace of a

gain. Jessamyn's threat did provoke her,

d calm an

unpleasant. "Vivianna, I am very happy with Xenophilius now. I'm warning you, yo

ifted slightly. She turned and sa

that this was strange. Did this woman lose her memor

furious after

r saying that, Vivianna opene

lk to her office,

. She didn't want to face her son looking like th

er from behind with a pained expression. He clenched his

h several assistan

n the corridor all of a sudden. She was shocked and quickly smiled at him

rge and bright eyes. Looking at her red eye

wrong?"

was still young. He couldn't protect his mommy from being

ere, you won't have to

hy did the little fello

don't think it's tough." Vivia

nversation just now. The woman who was dressed

daddy was here. He could be wit

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“Vivianna's husband married her for her inheritance, and after he took everything she had, he sent her to a gigolo's bed and took pictures. He threatened her to divorce with those pictures and forced her out of her house without a penny. She left her home country in disgrace. Four years later, she returned home as a Chief Jewelry Designer, and had a three-year-old son. Her genius boy told her after he got off the plane, "I'll get the richest man in the world to be my daddy and back you up!" She took it as a joke, yet two days later, her assistant told her that her son was stolen by the most powerful man in the world, and invited her to dinner?! When meeting, that man held her little boy and told her domineeringly, "He called me dad. Hum... not bad."”