Mr. Gatson's Bride Is Back - Chapter 49 - I Only Want To Be With The Man I Like

Four years ago, Anna Thornton was deceived by a rotten man and vowed to make him 'pay with blood'!“President Sterling, the paternity test results indicate that the baby Miss Thornton brought back is indeed your biological child.”Conrad Sterling flips the table and sets a flag: “Destroy the test results, no matter what tricks that woman plays, I will never marry her.”However, after marriage, a certain cold-faced president's face was continuously slapped.“President Sterling, something's wrong! Madam intends to snatch the resources of your ex-girlfriend, the film queen Marilyn Ford.”Conrad Sterling: “Give her!”“President Sterling, something's wrong! Madam has formed an alliance with your archenemy and intends to steal the company's confidential files.”Conrad Sterling: “Give her!”“President Sterling, something's wrong! Madam wants to sell all your company's stocks at a low price!”“Give her! Anyway, she can never divorce in this life. Ask her if she'd prefer to use the money from selling the company to support me or let me earn money to support her?”Due to the overly pampered married life, Anna simply couldn't take it anymore!“Conrad Sterling, I'm here for revenge, please respect that!”

Tang Long was brought to the Immortal Cultivation World by an immortal who noticed his affinity to wood and cultivation.
Relying on his amazing talent, became one of the five emperors of that world.
He failed his Heavenly Tribulation and had his soul scattered into pieces but one part found its way to Qin Haodong on Earth.
With his excellent medical skills, he became a divine doctor of traditional Chinese medicine and encountered the baby girl he made before going into the Cultivation World, whose mother was as pretty as a fairy. The little girl even asked him to find more lovers. What a cute girl…

Ham Dani, a normal student whose hobbies were to read novels.

It was understood that this was a capitalist country, where the possession of the greatest amount of capital determined to whom the nation effectively belonged.The smile that had been resting on William Sheffield’s face was abruptly erased as his expression turned cold. In a tone laced with determination, it was demanded by him that the police be contacted immediately so that they could crush those who stood in their way. The reasoning behind his words seemed clear: if such actions had been taken before by someone like Rockefeller, then why should it not also be possible for Sheffield?A sense of irony hung in the air as the sentiment was expressed—this was America, where each day seemed to unfold as though it were part of an ongoing shootout, with battles fought not just with guns but with power, influence, and wealth.