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My Stepmother Forced Me To Marry A Poor Man—She Didn't Know He Was The Missing Heir

(Stepmother • Contract Marriage • Hidden Billionaire • Romance)

My stepmother wanted me out of the family.

So she arranged my marriage to a poor mechanic.

"At least someone will take you."

I agreed.

Everyone laughed at my wedding.

My new husband wore an old suit.

He drove a broken car.

But he never complained.

One year later, a fleet of black cars arrived at our apartment.

A group of lawyers entered.

"Mr. Alexander..."

"Your grandfather's estate has finally been located."

My husband wasn't a mechanic.

He was the missing heir to a billion-dollar industrial empire.

He looked at me and smiled.

"You stayed when I had nothing."

"Now you get to see what we can build together."

My stepmother watched from across the street.

For the first time...

She regretted choosing my husband for me.