“You’re already married! Why are you here to register again?!

“Don’t you realize it’s a crime to be a bigamist?”

Keira Olsen, startled, stepped out of the courthouse, holding a just-printed marriage certificate.

The man who had accompanied her here to register looked at the stunning woman and lamented, “Miss Olsen, you’re already married. Why did you hire me for a sham wedding?”

After saying that the deposit was non-refundable, he left in a hurry.

Keira bit her lip, still reeling from the shock.

She’d never even had a boyfriend. How could she possibly be married?!

She lowered her head to look at the printout in her hands.

In the certificate photo, the girl appeared a bit constrained with a forced smile. The mole on the corner of her eye proved that it was indeed her. As for the man…

He had heavy features and a prominent nose. His thin lips curved into a faint smile as he stared into the camera lens intently as if they were piercing through the paper.

His mystery and commanding presence couldn’t be concealed, even in a black-and-white photo.

She then looked at his name: Lewis Horton.

She was certain she never met this man!

What on earth was going on?!

Keira took out her phone, snapped a picture of the certificate, opened WhatsApp, and sent it to a contact with a black avatar. “Help me figure out who this is.”

She got an instant reply. “Got it.”

Only then did Keira momentarily set aside her confusion. She climbed onto her old electric scooter and slowly rode into an upscale villa area, returning to the Olsen family.

older sister, Isla Olsen’s, big day.

about in an orderly

in a corner and heard the chatter of the temp workers and servants she passed

is she? She’s

daughter

about to give birth, she showed up heavily pregnant, demanding rights, and they both delivered on the same day. That old woman

least Miss Keira knows her place. She moved out in junior high and hasn’t been back for many years. I wonder what brings her

not to hear their talk, and walked into the

The woman, still elegant at such an age, anxiously pulled her upstairs as soon as she entered the house. “Come with me to see your

no emotion in Keira’s

though the

You have to remember your place. Jake Horton is your sister’s fiancé. He’s from a high-ranking noble family,

these words, a touch of mockery flashed in

first branch of Oceanion’s preeminent Horton family, pursued her for four

demanded Keira to immediately find someone else to marry, extinguishing any

it had always

interest

illegitimate daughter, her mere existence was

brainwashed into believing that undergoing all those hardships was a natural

she was no

was solemn as she stressed each word, “We agreed. This is the last

the Olsen family day after day just to see her man, and she was the

Poppy for giving birth to

sounded annoyed.

their conversation, they arrived

her stunning dress. She was sitting on the sofa selecting her jewelry, and the room was filled with the glamorous sparkle of

dressed simply, maintained her straight posture despite the

greeted her upon seeing her. “Keira, what brings

could answer, Poppy interjected, “Isla,

was surprised. “So soon? Who’s the guy?

higher standing than young Mr. Horton! Isla, do you really think she could find a decent suitor? The loser she married didn’t even dare

be? Keira’s so pretty; otherwise

ragged sock. Given her status, only the scum of society would marry her. Young Mr. Horton merely saw her as a toy and a passing amusement. Only you, Isla, with your status, are a match

Keira frowned.

and presence, didn’t seem to correspond with Poppy’s description of a

bothered to

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