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2,398,935	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2398180}'	No	2024-11-08 18:51	active	1752	❤️🔥Best Friend Divorced Me When I Carried His Baby	Kelly's POV Was it a blessing to marry your best friend? I was not very sure what Pierce thought but marrying him was a dream come true for me. And now what was more exciting, we were going to welcome our first child. “It’s a good thing you’re cautious. You could’ve lost your baby, Miss Monroe.” The GYN told me seriously as she could see the shock in my eyes. I subconsciously touched my belly, and still couldn't believe a baby was lying there. Had I heard it right? I was pregnant? I was pregnant with a baby for Pierce! My best friend and my first crush! On the way out of the hospital, I couldn’t wait to tell Pierce about our baby. I wondered what his reaction would be. Would he scream in happiness? Would he kiss me and all? God! I couldn’t contain my happiness. I cupped my red face as I fantasized. But the moment I felt the cold from the simple ring on my finger, my wildly beating heart calmed down. I almost forgot that Pierce wasn't the type to be keen on having children, especially when our marriage was arranged by his family. Pierce was a complete gentleman, both as a friend and a husband. Every time we had sex, he was considerate but cautious, saying there was no need to add extra shackles when we were not ready. This baby, in a way, was out of plan. My mind was becoming restless as I sat in my car. Would this be good news for him? What if Pierce was still not ready for the baby? "Ma'am, is everything okay? Do you need to call the Boss?" My private driver Luke asked worriedly as he noticed my frown face. Luke was reliable like a family but if I chose to share, I still wanted Pierce to be the first to know this news. He's my baby's father. "No," I shook my head, giving Luke a reassuring smile. "He's on the flight. I'll talk to him later myself." So that I could sense his answer directly from his raw expressions. I was always good at that. I closed my eyes recalling the first day we met. His bright smile in the sunlight was so dazzling, he was a Prince. Long before we became best friends, I fell in love with him at first sight. But it was only an unrequited love, I knew it well. I slid down the car window to get some fresh air but accidentally caught a glimpse of our old high school. That bitter feeling filled my chest once again. Pierce is my first love but I'm not his. In high school, I was only a boring nerd in other's eyes while Pierce Anderson was the shining Quarterback. Everyone was surprised that we could be friends. Though enmity rose, I enjoyed being around him. I slowly realized that I didn't want just to be his friend. However, right when I was about to confess my feelings to him, another girl came into his life. I shook my head trying to get rid of those sad old memories. I gripped the cold wedding ring on my finger, telling myself the past was past. Pierce said they were over and I was his wife now. I was his wife who was carrying his baby now. I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes and opened the door to our house. My heart calmed down as I breathed in the scent of home. Our home. It wasn't as luxurious as his family's villa but cozy. Pierce and I decorated it together with our own hands. We enjoyed it. Yes, I must have been overthinking. That woman had been out of our lives for a long time and my marriage with Pierce was as beautiful as a fairy tale for the past three years. I glanced at the clock on the wall. At this point, Pierce should have gotten off the plane. He was over a month of traveling for the sake of our family’s business. Pierce was the President of ADE, the leading fashion magazine company all over Asia, and I was actually the Vice President of the company. We were not only life partners but also good partners at work. I really missed him. I dialed his number immediately. I really wanted to hear his voice now, to know when he would arrive home. I would prepare a good meal for him and he would prize me with a sweet kiss. And then we might have passionate sex like what he gave me the night before his business trip. Oops, I almost forgot I was pregnant now. I needed to tell him this first and then we could do something else instead. I was happily envisioning our lovely reunion and my heart dropped when a woman's voice came over the line. [Hello?] I snapped the phone as just one word came out. My phone fell to the floor and my body started shaking uncontrollably. NO! It couldn't be her! It couldn't be Lexi! She was already out of our life! I must have misheard. I rushed to the fridge in an attempt to calm myself with the aid of some alcohol. But the moment I touched the wine bottle, I was reminded of the doctor's words and my baby. I needed to be cautious for my baby's sake. I turned to get a box of milk and walked toward the sofa. I didn't know what made me recognize that as Lexi's voice at that moment. I meant Lexi and I were never close. Lexi Gilbert was a typical blonde beauty that men would go crazy for. She was the popular cheerleader in high school while Pierce was the star quarterback. Better match than he and a nerd like me, right? It wasn't surprising that he had fallen for her. My pride couldn't stand watching the man I loved go crazy for another woman. So I had once tried to stay away from them silently but Pierce refused to quit from my life. Every time I drowned myself in a sea of books and studies to forget them, Pierce would appear at my doorway asking me out. I couldn't say no to his charming smile; I couldn't say no when he claimed it was his duty as my best friend to take me to enjoy the real world. To not ruin our friendship, I could only hide my broken heart, silently playing the role of his best friend by his side and watching his happy face for another girl. I finally got up the courage to study abroad as I learned that Pierce was planning to propose to Lexi. However, I never expected Grams would call to beg me back. I returned in a hurry only to see a lifeless Pierce. His heart was harmed badly, by Lexi. My beloved sunshine boy was nowhere to be seen, and my heart was bleeding. I started to hate Lexi from that moment. I gave up my cherished man to her, and how dared she harm him so badly! That witch! Pierce didn't tell anyone what happened except he was over with Lexi. Grams arranged our marriage. I didn't understand why he agreed until the day I heard him say that marrying anyone but Lexi would be the same for him. It was so fcking hurt but I still walked into this marriage without a second thought. My cherished boy was broken and I wanted to fix him, not caring if I would ruin myself in the process. I fell asleep at home feeling so insecure and worried. I woke up in the middle of the night when I felt someone caressing my cheek. Slowly, I opened my eyes and I realized I had fallen asleep in the living area. Someone lifted me from the couch. I immediately recognized his scent and touch as I looked at him with heavy-lidded eyes. “Peirce…” “Hmm,” he hummed as he walked towards the stairs. “Why did you sleep on the couch?” I stared at his face when he gently put me down on the bed. He caressed my hair and kissed my forehead. He was always so gentle and that was why I loved him so much. Even when making love, he was very considerate of my feelings. We'd been apart for over a month, my body missed him and my heart wanted him. “Where have you been? I’ve been waiting for you,” I said as I caressed his cheek. “Just met a friend. You said you were waiting for me, is it something urgent?" Looking at his gentle face, suddenly I didn't want to ruin the moment. so I closed my parted lips and swallowed the truth back in my stomach once again. Tomorrow, maybe tomorrow, I will have the courage to face all the puzzles. I shook my head and pouted, telling him that I was sleepy. He chuckled and carefully carried me to the bed. The moment he was about to leave me after giving me a goodnight kiss, I panicked for some reason. I then quickly grabbed him and kissed him with all my passion, trying to undress him, trying to make him touch me more and deeper. I missed him. I wanted him. I felt that the only way I could feel at ease was to let him put himself inside me again. To make sure he was still mine. "Wait Kels," Yet he stopped me by pinning my crazy hands on the bed. "I thought you said you're sleepy and you need to rest." "But I think I miss you more now." I looked at him with innocence and I could catch desire flashing in his eyes but I didn't know why it faded soon. He used to be happy when I became the initiative one. As if noticing my confusion, he chuckled and playfully pinched my nose, “I’ll just take a shower. I smell alcohol.” I just nodded and watched him as he walked toward the bathroom. But drowsiness struck again so I closed my eyes to take a nap. However, it was already morning when I opened my eyes again and Pierce was beside me, putting a tray of food on the bedside table. “Hey!” I greeted and smiled when I realized what he’d done. He prepared breakfast for me. In bed. The sweetest. He smiled and sat on the bed. “Good morning.” I grinned as I sat on the bed. He carried the tray and put it beside me. I shot an eyebrow up and tilted my head as I stared at his handsome face. His eyes are deep brown. His eyebrows were thick and black, complimenting his beautiful eyes. His nose was proud and pointed and his lips were red and thin. He literally looks like a sexy bad boy. Even Damon Salvatore would be embarrassed to stand beside him. No one stands a chance against this man. “What is this? Is this a bribe? You stood me up last night, bad boy.” He didn’t laugh. He heaved a sigh and gently tucked my hair on my ears before he held my hand and stared into my eyes. “I have something to tell you.” I felt my heart race. I thought about our baby in my womb. He’s got something to tell. I have something to tell him too. “W-What is it?” I asked as I felt my voice tremble. He took a deep sigh. “You know you’re important to me, right?” I slowly nodded with parted lips. I couldn’t answer. I’m scared of what he’s about to say. I have a bad feeling about this. “You were my best friend before we got married. You are one of the few people I treasure…” I hid my balled fists under the sheet. I don’t know why he’s telling me all this but I felt tears pooling in the corner of my eyes already. “Kelly…” he paused and squeezed his eyes closed before he looked at me again in the eyes. “I-I think it’s time for us to divorce.” “P-Pierce…” I felt my heart clench. He smiled. “I know you don’t have feelings for me either. You just married me because of my grandparents. You just did this because you love them. Now it’s time for our real happiness, Kelly.” I shook my head, “W-What are you talking about, Pierce?” “Lexi is back, Kelly. My first love is back.” Chapter 2 It Never Rains but It Pours Kelly’s POV I got off the bed and tried to leave but Pierce grabbed my hand. I immediately wiped the tears that rolled down my cheeks before he could see them. He stood in front of me and looked at my face as I tried so hard to look down and avoid his eyes. I felt my heart breaking into pieces. I thought… I thought I could make him fall in love with me within those three years together. I thought his feelings would level up and would see me as a woman rather than just a best friend. I was stupid for hoping and dreaming so high. I failed. No matter how hard I tried, his heart belonged only to his first love Lexi. “Kelly…” I sucked my breath and swallowed the pain as I looked at him. I faked a smile, “I need to wash up before eating.” He stared into my eyes as if trying to figure out what I was thinking. I know he knew me too well so I tried so hard to hide my pain and smiled at him. He sighed and let go of my hand. “Okay. I’ll wait for you here. Let’s eat and go to work together.” Together? How cruel could he be? He still wanted us to get along like he didn’t ask for a divorce? He wanted us to stay the way we were right after he told me that his first love was back and he wanted to divorce me? Oh Pierce, what was going on in your head? If I used to be able to force myself to stay in the seat of his best friend wishing him happiness, I no longer had that courage after the three years we'd shared. There's no way I could endure that kind of torture again, especially when I'm carrying his baby. The baby...I had thought it was good news for us but now...it would be more like a burden to him, I guess. A burden that would prevent him from getting his true love and freedom. I knew how an unwanted child to grow up. My parents were divorced even before my mother died and the new family of my father hated me and it hurts like hell. I don’t want my baby to experience the same thing I felt. I need to keep my baby away from it. I faked a smile again. “We can’t. I need to visit the studio for the photoshoot of our new models…” “I’ll go with you—” “No.” I pushed his hand. His eyes followed my hand before he lifted his face to look at me again. “You have some documents to sign. Our schedules are already organized, remember?” “But…” “I have a personal driver, Pierce. I’ll be fine to go alone.” He sighed and slowly nodded. I turned my back on him and entered the bathroom. I immediately opened the shower and stood under the cold water. Tears cascaded down my cheeks as I covered my mouth to suppress my sobs. My shoulders were trembling really badly and when I thought about my baby, I swallowed hard and tried to calm myself down. I wiped my face and caressed my belly. I need to be strong. I need to stay calm. I shouldn’t put my baby’s life on the line just because I got my heart broken. I have to deal with this smartly. I sucked my breath and finished my bath. When I got out of the bathroom, I was shocked to see Pierce was still there. He was struggling to fix his tie in front of the full-length mirror. I also noticed my pair of heels and dress on the bed. “Hey! I picked your dress for today.” Since our marriage wasn't public, Pierce said he would try to do little things for me as a husband. He did it well and I used to enjoy these sweet moments but now, it was going to kill me. I grabbed the dress and went inside the walk-in closet. I felt him following me. I put the white dress back and picked a red one. When I faced him, his forehead was creased. I smiled. “I prefer red today. I’d feel beautiful in this dress.” His eyes went to the dress I was holding and his face immediately calmed down. He nodded and walked towards me. “I see. Help me fix this first.” I put my dress on his arm and started fixing his tie. I could feel his eyes staring intently and it was making my heart beat so fast. I took a deep breath and chewed my bottom lip as I struggled to fix the tie. My vision is becoming blurry again. Damn! “Kelly…” I jumped in shock. “Hmm?” “Are you okay?” I looked at him and smiled, “Yeah.” “I have another thing to say.” I finished fixing his tie so I immediately grabbed the dress from him. I glanced at him before I walked past him and spoke… “Let’s just talk some other time. I'm going to be late.” I heard him sigh as he followed me again. I grabbed my underwear and got dressed while he was standing behind me. He’s silent the whole time as if he’s thinking about something. “You should eat before you leave.” I faced him and nodded. “I will. You should go now.” “Kelly, we’re on the same page, right?” I stared at him. No, Pierce. We’re never on the same page. All of these are just my stupid fantasies. I thought you had feelings for me and I was so wrong. “If it’s about the divorce, I understand everything, Pierce. I know what I have to do. Just give me some time because I’m really busy with the company. I will not run away.” “Kelly, I’m not just doing this for myself. I’m also doing this for you. You’ve been caged with me ever since we got married. I know you’re not happy because deep inside, you also want to find the man you deserve. Someone who will really love you. Not me. Not someone who’s half-hearted.” “I understand what you’re trying to say, Pierce,” I said and tried to turn my back but he held me by the waist, keeping me in place. He did everything to capture my eyes and he succeeded. He looked at me worriedly. “You are my best friend. I don’t wanna lose you, Kels. You’re one of my few people…” “I know,” I said out of frustration. He looked shocked, so I calmed myself down. “I-I know. You don’t have to worry. I’m just stressed about work. It’s not about our divorce.” His lips parted and he slowly nodded as if he was able to breathe properly. He walked towards me and I froze when he gently kissed my forehead… “Thank you, Kelly," he whispered. My heart clenched. It had been three years but I was still such a coward. Why couldn't you just tell him that you love him, Kelly? He's your husband and you're carrying his baby! Tell him and he might change his mind! I swallowed hard and was about to tell him but his phone rang. I didn't miss the caller ID. Again, it was Lexi. " I gotta go." He scratched his head in apology and I didn't miss the upturned corners of his mouth. "I called Luke and he’s waiting outside. Eat before you go, okay?” With that, he left our room. The tears I had managed to suppress burst out again. Why would I think I could have a chance? He made his choice already the moment he asked for the divorce, didn't he? Whenever it came to Lexi, I was always the one he would abandon. Chapter 3 Stiff Upper Lip Kelly’s POV I entered the studio wearing just two-inch red heels and a red dress. Everyone was looking my way as I walked along the hallway. They’re all greeting me with a smile but my face remains stoic, not showing any emotions at all. The conversation with Pierce this morning was still lingering in my head, but I couldn't let it affect my work. I couldn't fail my work after I failed my marriage. I took a deep breath to adjust my condition. However, when I entered the photoshoot room, I could notice everyone was in chaos. “We can’t! She’s not answering her calls. What should we do? The Vice President is coming today. She’d get mad.” “We can just tell her the truth. She’s nice.” “Not in this situation, Lily! She’d scold us—” “What’s happening here?” I asked as I graced the room. The staff were now looking at me with worried expressions and I knew then that there was a problem. “G-Good morning, Miss Monroe.” Miss Monroe. Of course, no one knew that Pierce and I were married except for our families. I felt a pinch in my heart because of that truth. It hurts. I stared at her blankly, “What?” “W-We have a problem, Miss Monroe. Miss Chen, our model has been refusing our calls. She said she heard that we’re changing our model so…she doesn’t want to come here. She’s even…threatening to file a case against us.” She bowed his head. I gritted my teeth and roamed my eyes around. “Where’s the marketing manager?” “S-She’s still trying to convince Miss Chen, Miss Monroe.” I massaged my forehead and squeezed my eyes closed. I grabbed my hair and screamed in so much anger. I felt everyone around me jump in shock. I groaned and sucked my breath before looking around. “Miss Monroe…” “What is this, Miss Hayley? You are the marketing manager, what is happening?” “Miss Monroe, I don’t know how it happened but Miss Chen heard that you are changing our model. She’s about to file a case against us—” Changing the model? How come I didn't know about this? Miss Chen had always been our trustful partner and if not necessary, changing models for a commercial shoot on short notice would only cause a lot of trouble for the company. I would never allow such a cheap mistake. “I never asked for that. You must be mistaken." I cut her words to save time, " Fix this mess or I have to fire you!” "Miss Monroe...It's Mr. President who asked us to change it." Hayley spoke hesitantly. "He ordered that as soon as he came back from his business trip yesterday." I was hit by the truth. Pierce's order? Why didn't he tell me? He used to discuss every major decision with me first. "It shouldn't be..." I was confused. Pierce was not a clueless businessman. He kept a clear distinction between work and relationships, which was why he always succeeded. And that was also why he chose to keep our marriage a secret. "Yes, Kelly. I gave the order." The voice pulled me back. “M-Mr. President…” Hayley bowed with respect as she saw the man who suddenly appeared behind me. "I think you owe me an explanation, Pierce. About changing the model!" I gritted as I turned around to question him. He knew clearly how much effort I put into winning this project. I hardly had a good sleep those days and Miss Chen was the ideal one for us to work with. I remembered he agreed on it too. But now...he just changed the model as he liked without telling me in advance. I felt like a hard slap on my face. "Go ahead for the work. I'll make it clear to her." He pacified the staff first, ignoring the anger that was about to spew out of my eyes. "Answer me, Pierce! Why do you change the model so suddenly?" I couldn't hold my anger and he just touched my shoulder whispering to me, "This is not the place to talk. Let me explain it to you in the car." I looked around to notice others sneaking glances at us. Then I shook away his hands and walked toward the parking lot. But along the way, my heart was heavier and heavier. I had a feeling that I was not going to enjoy his explanation. "Now, say it." I blurted it out as we sat in his car. He stared into my eyes as if weighing my emotions. I looked away again. I couldn’t stand his stares. I couldn’t withstand his eyes that never looked at me the way I wanted him to look at me. He has no feelings for me and it hurts so much. “I-I…” he paused and sighed. “I replaced Miss Chen because Lexi wants to be our model. She’s also fit to be our model so I agreed—” “What?” I asked in disbelief. He pressed his lips together and looked away. He messed his hair up before he shook his head and held my hand. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. It was just so sudden. She asked for a favor and I can’t say no.” I took my hand back and looked at him in both pain and anger. “You can't say no to her so you'd rather harm the company, our company. You betrayed me, Pierce.” “Kels, come on. You know how much I love her. She’s my first love.” Painfully, I closed my eyes. Oh yes, she's your first love. She's always the one you want no matter what it takes. As long as she frowned a bit, you could turn a blind eye to the pain and effort of others. You are so heartless, Pierce. “Well, you’ve decided. I don’t have a say in this since you’re the President. Just go. I’ll be in the office.” I said coldly as I opened the car door to walk out. “Kelly…” I looked him in the eyes. “Go home early. Let’s talk about our divorce at home tonight.” Chapter 4 Left High and Dry Kelly’s POV I was playing with the wedding ring on my finger. I told him to go home early but he didn’t come home completely. He wasn’t even answering my calls. Well, now Lexi was back, this house was probably not home in his eyes anymore. My eyes turned to my pregnancy report on the table. What a mockery. I was still naive to hold a glimmer of hope that things would be different if I told him about the baby. But forget this baby was out of his plan. Sure, Pierce was not the kind who would force me to have an abortion. But he couldn't cut out his obsession with Lexi either. He might stay in this loveless marriage if his parents asked. But all I had would only be an empty shell. That's not a Father what I wanted for my baby. I wiped off the tears collecting at the corner of my eyes and collected the report. It was 5 am already when I looked at the clock on the wall. I tried to dial his number again, but still busy. What was he busy with? Was he busy making love with Lexi? He must have missed her a lot, didn't he? I still remember the day when he came back after his first private vacation with Lexi. His joy was unmistakable. Nearly at once, I could tell they made love. The same day I returned to my room, I cried out loud as I took off my makeup. Nothing I did worked. I could never replace Lexi in his heart. I felt like hundreds of pounds pressing my chest. I decided to get a shower to wash away all the miserable emotions but the moment I opened the wardrobe, our intimate clothes were snuggled together bringing me back to the memory of how Pierce and I had sex here last time. It was that time he didn't use contraception. He was so passionate that I thought he finally accepted our marriage. I once believed his return from this business trip would be a fresh start for us but actually, it was a start for us to fall apart now. Unable to suppress my feelings any longer, I crouched down crying loudly. Why? Why am I always the one they choose to abandon? Why don't I deserve to be loved? I didn't remember how I fell asleep. When the alarm clock went off, I subconsciously touched the pillow beside me. Cold as last night. He didn't come home yet. I sneered at myself as I caught my reflection in the dresser mirror. The dark circles under my eyes were so clear and my hair was a total mess, looking like a ghost. See, Kelly? That's what happened when you stepped into such a loveless marriage without a second thought. You would only break yourself if you continue on the wrong path. Just get a divorce. Spare him and yourself. Your baby needs a strong mommy. Suddenly a wave of nausea flooded my stomach and I realized I hadn't even eaten anything last night. Feeling sick again, I run to the sink and puke. I spit yellowish liquid and it tastes so bad. I washed my mouth immediately and stared at my own reflection in the mirror. I shook my head and cupped my forehead as soon as I felt like throwing up again. I spit yellowish liquid again and while I’m washing my mouth, I feel a warm hand caressing my back. I immediately lifted my face and met a pair of brown eyes looking at me through the mirror. Standing behind me with a worried face was my husband Pierce. I’ve always been thankful that I have him as my best friend and husband but now…I’m losing him. Hopelessly losing him. “Are you okay? Are you not feeling well? You should’ve told me.” I stared at him through the mirror. “You didn’t answer my calls. Guilt flickered in his eyes. “I’m sorry. I had some things to do. I stayed in the office all night.” I wiped my face and walked past him. He followed me as I sat in front of the vanity and started combing my hair. “Kels…” “I woke up late. I failed to prepare breakfast.” I tried to avoid his eyes. I felt like I would lose my temper and snap at him. There was no moment when I felt his selfishness so clearly as now. He called me his best friend yet he had never seriously confronted my needs. My feelings. "Kels...... you know I'm not asking about this. I'm just worried about your condition......" “Kels, are we still okay?” I stopped combing my hair and slowly met his eyes. Through the mirror, again. Really? He’s asking me that? After he offered me a divorce without even asking if I was okay with it? He decided on his own. Just because his first love is back. I can’t believe him. I faked a smile. “I just don’t feel well today, Pierce.” He immediately squatted beside me which is not surprising because I know he truly cares. What surprised me is why is he still doing this after he buried a dagger in my heart. “Are you okay?” He gently touched my forehead and neck. “Are you sick? Tell me how you feel, Kels.” “My feelings don’t matter,” I couldn’t help but blurt out. He looked shocked because of what I said. When I attempted to avoid him, he grabbed my wrist and made me face him. His face is mirroring his anger now. He’s completely lost his patience. “What’s wrong with you, Kels? You’ve been acting like this since yesterday. Is this about Lexi? Or was it because I didn’t come home last night?” I looked him in the eyes, annoyed. "You're the one who asked for a divorce! I told you to come back earlier but you just let me wait for the whole night. How do you want me to greet you this morning, Pierce?” He clenched his jaws and shook his head. “Kels, I..." "Enough. We can talk about the divorce after work today." “Kels!” He called and grabbed my shoulders. Confusion and pain were visible in his eyes. “Are you…in love with me?” I was taken aback? In love? Yes! Ever since we were in high school. Ever since he became my best friend. Who wouldn’t fall for someone who has been protecting you ever since? But of course, I can’t tell him. It would only complicate things more. I don’t even want him to pity me. I shook my head and pushed his arms away. “Are you on drugs? I’m not in love with you.” I turned my back on him and entered the bathroom again. I locked it before going to the bathtub. I should focus on myself. I can’t let my emotions affect me but…but why are my tears falling again? “You are so pathetic, Kelly! You can’t even tell him how you truly feel,” I whispered to myself as I wiped my tears angrily. It took me almost an hour bathing. When I was done, I realized Pierce had already left. I shook my head in disbelief. He’s been constantly abandoning me. I can’t believe we’d reach this point. I thought we were okay. I was so stupid. *** “Good morning, Miss Monroe…” “Good morning, Vice President…” I did not greet anyone back just like how I used to greet them back. I still feel pissed and my mood seems off. Irritation can easily take over me and I can’t control it. Probably because of Pierce’s divorce proposal or because of my pregnancy. I was about to enter my office when I heard two girls talking. “Did you see her? I bet she’s Mr. Anderson’s girlfriend. They seemed close.” My forehead creased. Pierce’s girlfriend? “Ah! It’s a waste that I didn't see her face but I feel like it’s Miss Lexi.” “Lexi? Lexi Gilbert? The model?” “Yes! I bet my whole month's salary on this. They look good together.” “Come on! Miss Monroe and Mr. Anderson look better together.” “Are you serious? They’re best friends. You know, some people are better off just friends. It’s Mr. Anderson and Miss Monroe.” I squeezed my eyes closed and pushed the door of my office. I slowly closed it and rested my back against it. This is harder than I expected. I took a deep breath and sat on my swivel chair. I opened the computer at the same time a notification popped up on the screen of my phone. My hands started shaking as soon as I saw the notification. It was Pierce’s social media update. He uploaded a photo of him and Lexi together. Eating in a fancy restaurant. I balled my fists and gritted my teeth. Of course, there’s no way I can compete with her in his heart. She’s always the first one and I will always be the last in his priorities.	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2,398,944	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"is_bh_simple_request":false,"simple_request_ratio":1,"is_bh_selenium":false,"selenium_ratio":1,"ratio_threshold":0.8}'	Yes	2024-11-08 18:51	active	1752	📚📚The Hilarious Livestream of Fortune Teller Julia🥰👉Read a vast collection of novels with just one click.	An heiress of a wealthy family was thrust into an unfamiliar life. The supposedly dead young lady came back to life. Having lost her memory, she met a famous celebrity... --- Chapter 1 Fake Heiress? The sky was overcast. Julia Harmon wheeled a 20-inch suitcase out from the gates of the Harmon residence. Next to her, a man in a suit extended a silver bank card. "Ms. Julia, here is 75 thousand. Mr. Harmon asked me to give it to you as compensation." "No, thank you," Julia said without a glance at it. 75 thousand could not bring back a life. Cole Carter looked on in astonishment. Having served Mr. Harmon for many years, he knew Julia, Mr. Harmon's sister, very well. The Harmons were a wealthy and influential family. As their daughter, Julia had grown up with every luxury, always choosing the finest things. Yet, on her twentieth birthday, just yesterday, the Harmons publicly declared that Julia was merely a foster daughter and that their real daughter was someone else. Furthermore, they announced that Julia was now an adult and that they were no longer obligated to support her. Consequently, Julia was ousted from the home. Cole had thought Julia would never turn down the money. Yet she did, decisively and without hesitation. Cole observed Julia departing with her suitcase when a thought struck him. The forecast had called for rain in just over half an hour. They were in a mountain villa region devoid of taxis or public transport, and a drive down the mountain would take at least twenty minutes. Julia didn't have a car, so she was unable to finish the mountain road before the rain started. After a brief hesitation, Cole hurried after her. "Ms. Julia, let me give you a ride." This time, Julia accepted. Seated in the back of the car, Julia mulled over how everything had come to this. Previously, she was known as the one with the top supernatural power in the mysterious world she came from—the cultivation world. Just when she was about to ascend to a higher level, she failed at the final step. At that time, she believed she would certainly die. However, when she opened her eyes, she discovered herself in a different world, living as another Julia. It seemed the original Julia could not the truth that she was not the real heiress of the Harmon family and had taken pills to end her life. Julia used the word "seemed" because the details were unclear. She had absorbed almost all the new memories, except for those immediately preceding the original Julia's death, which remained murky. Before she could delve deeper into these memories, she was abruptly ousted by the Harmons. Lost in thought, Julia was jolted by the sudden ring of the phone in the quiet car. Despite inheriting the new memories, she was still adjusting to the modern technology in this world. After all, she'd been always living in the supernatural cultivation world. It was not until Cole glanced at her from the rearview mirror that she responded, pulling her phone from her pocket. The caller ID read 'Lydia Collins', the original Julia's agent. Answering the phone, Julia was immediately met with a barrage of angry accusations before she could utter a word. "Julia, I always thought that, despite your poor acting skills and bad temper, at least the Harmons were behind you. But now you're just a fake heiress! I'm being swamped with calls to cancel your endorsements. The company was already at a loss promoting you, and now, with this scandal, don't expect us to cover your breach of contract!" Lydia's tone was livid. Julia's response was calm, "What are you trying to say?" Endorsement? Breach of contract? Lydia's words were clear, but piecing them together was baffling for Julia. Lydia's fury escalated with Julia's question. "Do you still see yourself as a Harmon? You've breached a contract worth 3 million, and you must resolve it yourself. If you don't, be ready for jail time! Also, come to the office tomorrow at nine to sign the termination papers." The call ended with a beep, and Julia stared at the phone screen, her expression turning into one of dawning comprehension. Thanks to her keen intuition, Julia instantly understood the specifics of the breach of contract. She quickly opened several banking apps on her phone, but as the screen went dark again, her expression darkened. The original Julia had primarily used credit cards, which were now deactivated since she was no longer part of the Harmons. Effectively, she was left with less than 30 dollars. Instinctively, Julia's eyes turned to the man driving. Would he reject me if I change my mind to get the band card? Yet, as the car stopped at the mountain's base, she still remained quiet. Requesting the card would mean accepting a favour from the Harmons—a favour she did not want, especially since 75 thousand was not enough to cover 3 million. "Ms. Julia, I can only drop you off here. It looks like it's about to rain. There's a bus stop over there; you can take a bus from that point," Cole said, glancing at his watch, knowing he had to return quickly to pick up Mr. Harmon. Julia collected her luggage and walked over to the driver's side, tapping on the window. "Keep a safe distance from the roadside trees while driving today. Consider it a thank you for the ride down the mountain," she told Cole. "What?" Cole looked puzzled but did not dwell on her advice as he watched Julia head towards the bus stop. He started the car and sped back up the mountain. The sky grew darker. Cole arrived back on time, and as he pulled up, he saw Andrew Harmon stepping out of the Harmons' villa. Quickly getting out of the car, he opened the door for Andrew. "Mr. Harmon, are we going back to the company?" "Take me to Morning Light." Morning Light was the most prominent club in Sablewood, known for its enigmatic owner, a detail Cole knew through his association with Mr. Harmon. Cole nodded and steered the car down the mountain. Only minutes into their journey, the skies opened up, and rain began to pour heavily. The roads quickly became slippery. As the windshield wipers kicked into action, Cole found himself thinking of Julia's earlier warning as he watched the relentless downpour ahead. Keep a safe distance from the roadside trees while driving today. Cole eyed the tall trees along the road, instinctively adjusting his steering to keep a safe distance. Afterwards, he chided himself for being overly cautious. "Focus on what matters," Andrew's voice from the back seat snapped Cole back to attention. It seemed Andrew knew that he was the one driving Julia down the mountain. "Yes, Mr. Harmon," Cole responded. As he spoke, he remembered the bank card in his pocket. Before he could mention it, dark shapes flashed past, followed by a loud crash. A black luxury car skidded to a stop on the slick road. "Mr. Harmon! Are you okay, Mr. Harmon?" Andrew's expression was unreadable, his suit slightly creased from the incident. "Go take a look." "Okay." Nervously, Cole opened the car door, his hands trembling. The rain was relentless. Brushing the rain from his face, Cole saw a thick tree trunk that had hit the side of the car, its lush branches scraping the roof. Taking a sharp breath, Cole realised how close they had come to disaster, A few meters further, the trunk, not just branches, would have hit them. The damage to the car was minor, but any harm to Mr. Harmon could have been severe. Rushing to the side of the car, Cole reported, "Mr. Harmon, there's a slight dent in the roof, but that's all. Should I arrange another car to pick us up?" Andrew glanced at his watch and decided, "That won't be necessary." When the boss made a decision, it was final. Therefore, Cole did not argue. He quickly called the villa area's property management to clear the debris, restarted the car, and continued driving towards their destination. Chapter 2 Your Idol Is Your Real Brother On the bus, two young girls held their phones, sometimes glancing at Julia, then whispering to each other. Julia looked out the window, knowing they were looking at her. "Next stop, West Mountain Road. Passengers, please prepare to alight ... " The bus stopped beside the sign. Julia got off and went to the rain shelter. She still got a bit wet. She wasn't in a hurry, holding her suitcase and standing under the shelter. Nearby, two others stood under the shelter, also just got off the bus. One girl held her friend back. "Kelly, she's having it rough enough. Let's not ... " "She deserves it. Don't stop me." Kelly Powell shook off her friend's hand and walked to Julia. "Julia Harmon?" "Yes?" Julia turned when she heard her name. For a moment, Kelly was lost looking at Julia's face. Layla Owen followed her, staring at Julia. Seeing them quiet, Julia spoke, "Do you need something?" The girls snapped out of it, looking at each other. She's famed for her beauty for a reason. Sadly, it seemed her days in the spotlight were over. Thinking this, both girls felt sad. Kelly shook her head, remembering why she came. I came to give her a warning, not to fawn over her! "Julia, stay away from Christan. He let things go because you were a Harmon, but now ... you've been warned." At the end, Kelly's tone softened. She spared Julia from the heavy hitters. Julia didn't fully understand what she was saying but felt a hint of kindness. She smiled. "Thanks for the warning." Kelly blushed, stammering, "No ... no need to thank me, I just ... " In the next moment, Julia's face seemed closer to Kelly. Kelly held her breath without even thinking. For a long, full moment, Julia stared at Kelly's face. Then, a frown filled Julia's face. "What ... what are you doing?" Kelly looked around, unsure where to focus. She should have pushed Julia away, but her arms stayed limp by her sides. Julia stepped back, saying, "Don't you have a brother? Call him. He might be in trouble. If you don't, he'll lose his legs." The tension grew. Kelly stared at Julia like she was mad, her mouth twitching. Layla laughed awkwardly, "Kelly's an only child." Julia shook her head. "You have two brothers. One older, one younger." Kelly chuckled. She thought Julia had lost her mind. "Julia, my parents only have me." "Are your parents still alive?" If Julia hadn't looked so serious, Kelly would have slapped her. Julia continued, "From the details your face tell me, I can see your parents are gone." "Julia, I know you've had a tough time, but don't take it out on me." Kelly felt silly for starting this talk. "Call your adoptive parents." Julia's eyes were clear and steady, fixed on Kelly. Kelly wasn't sure why, but she dialled her mother's number. Soon, a voice answered. "Kelly, what's wrong?" Kelly wanted to hang up, but when she saw Julia's calm eyes, she hesitated. She had always wondered why she didn't look much like her parents. Neighbours would often say, "Kelly is pretty, but she doesn't look like anyone from the Powells." She had asked her mother once, who said Kelly took after her grandmother, skipping a generation. But when she saw pictures of her grandmother as a young woman, there was still little resemblance. Kelly bit her lip and asked, "Mum, am I your biological daughter?" There was a pause on the other end, followed by a rushed response, "Kelly, of course you're our daughter. Don't listen to what others say." Kelly had a good relationship with her parents and knew them well enough to sense something was off in her mother's tone. "Mum, are you hiding something from me?" There was a long silence. Then her mother asked, "Kelly, have your real parents found you?" Kelly didn't know what to say. She swallowed hard while Layla, standing next to her, widened her eyes in shock. "Someone said I have two brothers." "Kelly, your dad and I didn't mean to hide it from you. We just didn't know how you'd take it. We found you by the roadside." Years ago, when Mrs. Powell was diagnosed as infertile, the couple, still deeply in love, decided to adopt. A few days later, they found Kelly on the roadside. They felt Kelly was a gift from above, so they took her in and moved from Aspiria to Sablewood to give her a complete home. They didn't want her to know she had been abandoned. The rain was letting up. Julia, listening to the conversation, suddenly asked, "When you found Kelly, was there anything with her?" Kelly's adoptive mother paused, then there was rustling as she searched for something. "Yes, there was a jade bracelet with a little bell attached." The sound of the bell came through the phone. Julia asked Kelly, "Does this seem familiar to you?" Kelly frowned, not sure what Julia was getting at. Layla's eyes widened with sudden realisation. She nudged Kelly and said, "Kelly, remember? Christan once said his kidnapped sister had a jade bracelet with a little bell. And Christan is from Aspiria." Christan Jackson was a famous star. In just two years, he had gained millions of fans and won many awards. His good looks and strong presence had earned him the name "Christan" among fans, with some playfully calling him "Orange." He had often said that he joined the entertainment industry to find his lost sister. Both Kelly and Layla, being fans, had seen the photo of that bracelet many times. "No way. I can't be his sister ... " Kelly said, but her voice lacked confidence. This day felt more unreal than any day she had ever lived. First, she learned about her true identity, and now she found out that her real brother might be the star she had admired for two years. If someone had told her she was an alien, it might have seemed more believable. Chapter 3 Her Prediction Is Accurate! Two phones with the same model lay side by side, each showing a photo. Both pictures had a jade bracelet, dark green, with a small, gold bell. The only difference was in the way the bracelets were placed and the background in each photo. Kelly looked at her phone, then at Layla's, trying to find any difference between the bracelets, but she couldn't. Layla watched her friend, wanting to speak but hesitating. She turned to Julia, recalling Julia's words earlier. "You said Kelly's brother would be in trouble. Is that true?" Kelly, now reminded, thought about it. If Christan was her brother, then the person Julia mentioned must be Christan. Kelly gasped, thinking about Christan. He was a star known for singing and dancing. She couldn't imagine what would happen if he lost his legs. "There's no news about Christan online," Layla said, scrolling through her phone. If there was no news, either the information was being hidden, or no one knew yet. The latter seemed more likely. Layla looked up, "I emailed his studio." ... In Aspiria. Sapphie Historia had been at Christan's studio for six months, handling emails with another colleague. Most emails were fan letters or brand offers. As usual, she opened the inbox. Some fan letters had attachments, which she downloaded and reviewed. If they had useful content, she saved them. Brand offers were filtered and sent to Christan's manager, Deborah Mile. Ding! Another email arrived. The sender's nickname was 'Fan of Onstage Christan.' Sapphie recognised the name; this person often sent top-notch clips of Christan's performances, some of which the studio had used. But when she saw the email's subject line, she frowned. 'Christan's in trouble! Save him!' She thought the sender must be dreaming. If Christan had a problem, the studio would know first. They don't need someone else to tell them. Ding! Ding! Ding! More emails flooded in, all with the same urgent message. Sapphie stared at the row of emails. Even though she didn't believe it, she felt a twinge of unease. Might this be a prank? Suppressing her frustration, she trashed the emails. "Sapphie, your drink." A colleague handed her a cup of milk tea. Sapphie took it, jabbing the straw in sharply. Seeing her abruptness, the colleague asked, "What's up? Who's got you riled?" "That fan who sends performance clips," Sapphie replied. "Today, she's bombarding me with emails claiming Christan's in trouble. I think she might be jinxing him." "Really? Maybe she's a hater?" The colleague looked surprised. "You should tell Debbie about this. We've used her videos before. Something's fishy." "You're right." Sapphie realised and promptly called Deborah. Deborah had just finished showering when the call came. She stayed composed as Sapphie explained the situation. Then, she instructed, "Remove the videos we used from her. Keep the emails safe and send me copies of everything she's sent." After hanging up, Deborah dressed and messaged Christan. 'Vacation's over. You have a dining event at six. Don't be late.' Deborah descended and hopped into her car, but even as she started driving, Christan still hadn't replied. Deborah, puzzled, opened her texting app. Eight minutes had passed since her message, and there wasn't a single reply, which wasn't like Christan. He always responded quickly because he didn't want to overlook news about his missing sister. She hesitated before finally calling him. "Sorry, the person you are trying to reach is not available. Please try again later ... " This is odd. Christan had just finished his concert tour, and Deborah had given him three days off. During that time, they'd been in touch often about work. He always answered her calls. Thinking about the emails Sapphie mentioned, Deborah's face darkened. Had something really happened? ... The rain had stopped. Kelly and Layla stared anxiously at their phones, filled with concern. Julia, about to leave, noticed their expressions and halted. "Got any pictures of Christan? I could take another look," she offered. "Yes, we do!" Kelly and Layla replied together, opening a folder of Christan's photos in their albums. Julia reviewed several pictures, then sighed, "Is there any clearer photo without makeup?" The heavy makeup hid his natural features too much. Kelly tapped a photo quickly, "How about this one?" It was a blue background ID photo. Christan's features were striking, with a mole under his left eye. When this photo first came out, it caused a stir online and was praised as the "most beautiful ID photo." "Okay." Julia took Kelly's phone and studied it carefully. After a moment, she spoke, "He's somewhere in the northwest direction, with lots of cherry blossoms and hot springs. It's very dark around him, like he's under something." "Is that all?" Kelly listened to Julia's words, feeling a bit hopeless. It is too vague. How could they possibly locate him? Julia returned the phone. "Don't worry, pass this to the person who contacts you later. She'll find him. I must go." She nodded to Kelly and Layla, then turned and walked away with her suitcase. "Julia, wait ... " Kelly tried to stop her, but Layla's phone rang, interrupting them. It was an unknown number. Layla answered and heard a woman's urgent voice on the other end. "You claim Christan's in trouble? Where is he?" "Who's this?" Kelly asked. "I'm Deborah Mile, Christan's manager. We can't reach him now. If you know where he is, please tell us." "We don't know, but someone said he's in the northwest, surrounded by cherry blossoms and hot springs." Hearing it was Deborah, Kelly quickly relayed everything Julia had said. At first, Deborah thought Kelly was joking, but then something clicked, and her expression changed. "Send someone to Mount Jade Sanatorium!" --- Read “The Hilarious Livestream of Fortune Teller Julia ”, click to enter. Discover more vast collections of novels on Joyreader.	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2,398,942	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"is_bh_simple_request":false,"simple_request_ratio":1,"is_bh_selenium":false,"selenium_ratio":1,"ratio_threshold":0.8}'	Yes	2024-11-08 18:51	active	1752	📚📚The Hilarious Livestream of Fortune Teller Julia🥰👉Read a vast collection of novels with just one click.	An heiress of a wealthy family was thrust into an unfamiliar life. The supposedly dead young lady came back to life. Having lost her memory, she met a famous celebrity... --- Chapter 1 Fake Heiress? The sky was overcast. Julia Harmon wheeled a 20-inch suitcase out from the gates of the Harmon residence. Next to her, a man in a suit extended a silver bank card. "Ms. Julia, here is 75 thousand. Mr. Harmon asked me to give it to you as compensation." "No, thank you," Julia said without a glance at it. 75 thousand could not bring back a life. Cole Carter looked on in astonishment. Having served Mr. Harmon for many years, he knew Julia, Mr. Harmon's sister, very well. The Harmons were a wealthy and influential family. As their daughter, Julia had grown up with every luxury, always choosing the finest things. Yet, on her twentieth birthday, just yesterday, the Harmons publicly declared that Julia was merely a foster daughter and that their real daughter was someone else. Furthermore, they announced that Julia was now an adult and that they were no longer obligated to support her. Consequently, Julia was ousted from the home. Cole had thought Julia would never turn down the money. Yet she did, decisively and without hesitation. Cole observed Julia departing with her suitcase when a thought struck him. The forecast had called for rain in just over half an hour. They were in a mountain villa region devoid of taxis or public transport, and a drive down the mountain would take at least twenty minutes. Julia didn't have a car, so she was unable to finish the mountain road before the rain started. After a brief hesitation, Cole hurried after her. "Ms. Julia, let me give you a ride." This time, Julia accepted. Seated in the back of the car, Julia mulled over how everything had come to this. Previously, she was known as the one with the top supernatural power in the mysterious world she came from—the cultivation world. Just when she was about to ascend to a higher level, she failed at the final step. At that time, she believed she would certainly die. However, when she opened her eyes, she discovered herself in a different world, living as another Julia. It seemed the original Julia could not the truth that she was not the real heiress of the Harmon family and had taken pills to end her life. Julia used the word "seemed" because the details were unclear. She had absorbed almost all the new memories, except for those immediately preceding the original Julia's death, which remained murky. Before she could delve deeper into these memories, she was abruptly ousted by the Harmons. Lost in thought, Julia was jolted by the sudden ring of the phone in the quiet car. Despite inheriting the new memories, she was still adjusting to the modern technology in this world. After all, she'd been always living in the supernatural cultivation world. It was not until Cole glanced at her from the rearview mirror that she responded, pulling her phone from her pocket. The caller ID read 'Lydia Collins', the original Julia's agent. Answering the phone, Julia was immediately met with a barrage of angry accusations before she could utter a word. "Julia, I always thought that, despite your poor acting skills and bad temper, at least the Harmons were behind you. But now you're just a fake heiress! I'm being swamped with calls to cancel your endorsements. The company was already at a loss promoting you, and now, with this scandal, don't expect us to cover your breach of contract!" Lydia's tone was livid. Julia's response was calm, "What are you trying to say?" Endorsement? Breach of contract? Lydia's words were clear, but piecing them together was baffling for Julia. Lydia's fury escalated with Julia's question. "Do you still see yourself as a Harmon? You've breached a contract worth 3 million, and you must resolve it yourself. If you don't, be ready for jail time! Also, come to the office tomorrow at nine to sign the termination papers." The call ended with a beep, and Julia stared at the phone screen, her expression turning into one of dawning comprehension. Thanks to her keen intuition, Julia instantly understood the specifics of the breach of contract. She quickly opened several banking apps on her phone, but as the screen went dark again, her expression darkened. The original Julia had primarily used credit cards, which were now deactivated since she was no longer part of the Harmons. Effectively, she was left with less than 30 dollars. Instinctively, Julia's eyes turned to the man driving. Would he reject me if I change my mind to get the band card? Yet, as the car stopped at the mountain's base, she still remained quiet. Requesting the card would mean accepting a favour from the Harmons—a favour she did not want, especially since 75 thousand was not enough to cover 3 million. "Ms. Julia, I can only drop you off here. It looks like it's about to rain. There's a bus stop over there; you can take a bus from that point," Cole said, glancing at his watch, knowing he had to return quickly to pick up Mr. Harmon. Julia collected her luggage and walked over to the driver's side, tapping on the window. "Keep a safe distance from the roadside trees while driving today. Consider it a thank you for the ride down the mountain," she told Cole. "What?" Cole looked puzzled but did not dwell on her advice as he watched Julia head towards the bus stop. He started the car and sped back up the mountain. The sky grew darker. Cole arrived back on time, and as he pulled up, he saw Andrew Harmon stepping out of the Harmons' villa. Quickly getting out of the car, he opened the door for Andrew. "Mr. Harmon, are we going back to the company?" "Take me to Morning Light." Morning Light was the most prominent club in Sablewood, known for its enigmatic owner, a detail Cole knew through his association with Mr. Harmon. Cole nodded and steered the car down the mountain. Only minutes into their journey, the skies opened up, and rain began to pour heavily. The roads quickly became slippery. As the windshield wipers kicked into action, Cole found himself thinking of Julia's earlier warning as he watched the relentless downpour ahead. Keep a safe distance from the roadside trees while driving today. Cole eyed the tall trees along the road, instinctively adjusting his steering to keep a safe distance. Afterwards, he chided himself for being overly cautious. "Focus on what matters," Andrew's voice from the back seat snapped Cole back to attention. It seemed Andrew knew that he was the one driving Julia down the mountain. "Yes, Mr. Harmon," Cole responded. As he spoke, he remembered the bank card in his pocket. Before he could mention it, dark shapes flashed past, followed by a loud crash. A black luxury car skidded to a stop on the slick road. "Mr. Harmon! Are you okay, Mr. Harmon?" Andrew's expression was unreadable, his suit slightly creased from the incident. "Go take a look." "Okay." Nervously, Cole opened the car door, his hands trembling. The rain was relentless. Brushing the rain from his face, Cole saw a thick tree trunk that had hit the side of the car, its lush branches scraping the roof. Taking a sharp breath, Cole realised how close they had come to disaster, A few meters further, the trunk, not just branches, would have hit them. The damage to the car was minor, but any harm to Mr. Harmon could have been severe. Rushing to the side of the car, Cole reported, "Mr. Harmon, there's a slight dent in the roof, but that's all. Should I arrange another car to pick us up?" Andrew glanced at his watch and decided, "That won't be necessary." When the boss made a decision, it was final. Therefore, Cole did not argue. He quickly called the villa area's property management to clear the debris, restarted the car, and continued driving towards their destination. Chapter 2 Your Idol Is Your Real Brother On the bus, two young girls held their phones, sometimes glancing at Julia, then whispering to each other. Julia looked out the window, knowing they were looking at her. "Next stop, West Mountain Road. Passengers, please prepare to alight ... " The bus stopped beside the sign. Julia got off and went to the rain shelter. She still got a bit wet. She wasn't in a hurry, holding her suitcase and standing under the shelter. Nearby, two others stood under the shelter, also just got off the bus. One girl held her friend back. "Kelly, she's having it rough enough. Let's not ... " "She deserves it. Don't stop me." Kelly Powell shook off her friend's hand and walked to Julia. "Julia Harmon?" "Yes?" Julia turned when she heard her name. For a moment, Kelly was lost looking at Julia's face. Layla Owen followed her, staring at Julia. Seeing them quiet, Julia spoke, "Do you need something?" The girls snapped out of it, looking at each other. She's famed for her beauty for a reason. Sadly, it seemed her days in the spotlight were over. Thinking this, both girls felt sad. Kelly shook her head, remembering why she came. I came to give her a warning, not to fawn over her! "Julia, stay away from Christan. He let things go because you were a Harmon, but now ... you've been warned." At the end, Kelly's tone softened. She spared Julia from the heavy hitters. Julia didn't fully understand what she was saying but felt a hint of kindness. She smiled. "Thanks for the warning." Kelly blushed, stammering, "No ... no need to thank me, I just ... " In the next moment, Julia's face seemed closer to Kelly. Kelly held her breath without even thinking. For a long, full moment, Julia stared at Kelly's face. Then, a frown filled Julia's face. "What ... what are you doing?" Kelly looked around, unsure where to focus. She should have pushed Julia away, but her arms stayed limp by her sides. Julia stepped back, saying, "Don't you have a brother? Call him. He might be in trouble. If you don't, he'll lose his legs." The tension grew. Kelly stared at Julia like she was mad, her mouth twitching. Layla laughed awkwardly, "Kelly's an only child." Julia shook her head. "You have two brothers. One older, one younger." Kelly chuckled. She thought Julia had lost her mind. "Julia, my parents only have me." "Are your parents still alive?" If Julia hadn't looked so serious, Kelly would have slapped her. Julia continued, "From the details your face tell me, I can see your parents are gone." "Julia, I know you've had a tough time, but don't take it out on me." Kelly felt silly for starting this talk. "Call your adoptive parents." Julia's eyes were clear and steady, fixed on Kelly. Kelly wasn't sure why, but she dialled her mother's number. Soon, a voice answered. "Kelly, what's wrong?" Kelly wanted to hang up, but when she saw Julia's calm eyes, she hesitated. She had always wondered why she didn't look much like her parents. Neighbours would often say, "Kelly is pretty, but she doesn't look like anyone from the Powells." She had asked her mother once, who said Kelly took after her grandmother, skipping a generation. But when she saw pictures of her grandmother as a young woman, there was still little resemblance. Kelly bit her lip and asked, "Mum, am I your biological daughter?" There was a pause on the other end, followed by a rushed response, "Kelly, of course you're our daughter. Don't listen to what others say." Kelly had a good relationship with her parents and knew them well enough to sense something was off in her mother's tone. "Mum, are you hiding something from me?" There was a long silence. Then her mother asked, "Kelly, have your real parents found you?" Kelly didn't know what to say. She swallowed hard while Layla, standing next to her, widened her eyes in shock. "Someone said I have two brothers." "Kelly, your dad and I didn't mean to hide it from you. We just didn't know how you'd take it. We found you by the roadside." Years ago, when Mrs. Powell was diagnosed as infertile, the couple, still deeply in love, decided to adopt. A few days later, they found Kelly on the roadside. They felt Kelly was a gift from above, so they took her in and moved from Aspiria to Sablewood to give her a complete home. They didn't want her to know she had been abandoned. The rain was letting up. Julia, listening to the conversation, suddenly asked, "When you found Kelly, was there anything with her?" Kelly's adoptive mother paused, then there was rustling as she searched for something. "Yes, there was a jade bracelet with a little bell attached." The sound of the bell came through the phone. Julia asked Kelly, "Does this seem familiar to you?" Kelly frowned, not sure what Julia was getting at. Layla's eyes widened with sudden realisation. She nudged Kelly and said, "Kelly, remember? Christan once said his kidnapped sister had a jade bracelet with a little bell. And Christan is from Aspiria." Christan Jackson was a famous star. In just two years, he had gained millions of fans and won many awards. His good looks and strong presence had earned him the name "Christan" among fans, with some playfully calling him "Orange." He had often said that he joined the entertainment industry to find his lost sister. Both Kelly and Layla, being fans, had seen the photo of that bracelet many times. "No way. I can't be his sister ... " Kelly said, but her voice lacked confidence. This day felt more unreal than any day she had ever lived. First, she learned about her true identity, and now she found out that her real brother might be the star she had admired for two years. If someone had told her she was an alien, it might have seemed more believable. Chapter 3 Her Prediction Is Accurate! Two phones with the same model lay side by side, each showing a photo. Both pictures had a jade bracelet, dark green, with a small, gold bell. The only difference was in the way the bracelets were placed and the background in each photo. Kelly looked at her phone, then at Layla's, trying to find any difference between the bracelets, but she couldn't. Layla watched her friend, wanting to speak but hesitating. She turned to Julia, recalling Julia's words earlier. "You said Kelly's brother would be in trouble. Is that true?" Kelly, now reminded, thought about it. If Christan was her brother, then the person Julia mentioned must be Christan. Kelly gasped, thinking about Christan. He was a star known for singing and dancing. She couldn't imagine what would happen if he lost his legs. "There's no news about Christan online," Layla said, scrolling through her phone. If there was no news, either the information was being hidden, or no one knew yet. The latter seemed more likely. Layla looked up, "I emailed his studio." ... In Aspiria. Sapphie Historia had been at Christan's studio for six months, handling emails with another colleague. Most emails were fan letters or brand offers. As usual, she opened the inbox. Some fan letters had attachments, which she downloaded and reviewed. If they had useful content, she saved them. Brand offers were filtered and sent to Christan's manager, Deborah Mile. Ding! Another email arrived. The sender's nickname was 'Fan of Onstage Christan.' Sapphie recognised the name; this person often sent top-notch clips of Christan's performances, some of which the studio had used. But when she saw the email's subject line, she frowned. 'Christan's in trouble! Save him!' She thought the sender must be dreaming. If Christan had a problem, the studio would know first. They don't need someone else to tell them. Ding! Ding! Ding! More emails flooded in, all with the same urgent message. Sapphie stared at the row of emails. Even though she didn't believe it, she felt a twinge of unease. Might this be a prank? Suppressing her frustration, she trashed the emails. "Sapphie, your drink." A colleague handed her a cup of milk tea. Sapphie took it, jabbing the straw in sharply. Seeing her abruptness, the colleague asked, "What's up? Who's got you riled?" "That fan who sends performance clips," Sapphie replied. "Today, she's bombarding me with emails claiming Christan's in trouble. I think she might be jinxing him." "Really? Maybe she's a hater?" The colleague looked surprised. "You should tell Debbie about this. We've used her videos before. Something's fishy." "You're right." Sapphie realised and promptly called Deborah. Deborah had just finished showering when the call came. She stayed composed as Sapphie explained the situation. Then, she instructed, "Remove the videos we used from her. Keep the emails safe and send me copies of everything she's sent." After hanging up, Deborah dressed and messaged Christan. 'Vacation's over. You have a dining event at six. Don't be late.' Deborah descended and hopped into her car, but even as she started driving, Christan still hadn't replied. Deborah, puzzled, opened her texting app. Eight minutes had passed since her message, and there wasn't a single reply, which wasn't like Christan. He always responded quickly because he didn't want to overlook news about his missing sister. She hesitated before finally calling him. "Sorry, the person you are trying to reach is not available. Please try again later ... " This is odd. Christan had just finished his concert tour, and Deborah had given him three days off. During that time, they'd been in touch often about work. He always answered her calls. Thinking about the emails Sapphie mentioned, Deborah's face darkened. Had something really happened? ... The rain had stopped. Kelly and Layla stared anxiously at their phones, filled with concern. Julia, about to leave, noticed their expressions and halted. "Got any pictures of Christan? I could take another look," she offered. "Yes, we do!" Kelly and Layla replied together, opening a folder of Christan's photos in their albums. Julia reviewed several pictures, then sighed, "Is there any clearer photo without makeup?" The heavy makeup hid his natural features too much. Kelly tapped a photo quickly, "How about this one?" It was a blue background ID photo. Christan's features were striking, with a mole under his left eye. When this photo first came out, it caused a stir online and was praised as the "most beautiful ID photo." "Okay." Julia took Kelly's phone and studied it carefully. After a moment, she spoke, "He's somewhere in the northwest direction, with lots of cherry blossoms and hot springs. It's very dark around him, like he's under something." "Is that all?" Kelly listened to Julia's words, feeling a bit hopeless. It is too vague. How could they possibly locate him? Julia returned the phone. "Don't worry, pass this to the person who contacts you later. She'll find him. I must go." She nodded to Kelly and Layla, then turned and walked away with her suitcase. "Julia, wait ... " Kelly tried to stop her, but Layla's phone rang, interrupting them. It was an unknown number. Layla answered and heard a woman's urgent voice on the other end. "You claim Christan's in trouble? Where is he?" "Who's this?" Kelly asked. "I'm Deborah Mile, Christan's manager. We can't reach him now. If you know where he is, please tell us." "We don't know, but someone said he's in the northwest, surrounded by cherry blossoms and hot springs." Hearing it was Deborah, Kelly quickly relayed everything Julia had said. At first, Deborah thought Kelly was joking, but then something clicked, and her expression changed. "Send someone to Mount Jade Sanatorium!" --- Read “The Hilarious Livestream of Fortune Teller Julia ”, click to enter. Discover more vast collections of novels on Joyreader.	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2,398,949	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"is_bh_simple_request":false,"simple_request_ratio":1,"is_bh_selenium":false,"selenium_ratio":1,"ratio_threshold":0.8}'	Yes	2024-11-08 18:51	active	1752	📚📚„Zu spät zum Entkommen, meine Vertragsehefrau“	Kapitel 1 Herr CEO In Capital Z herrscht die SKY Corporation über alles. Ihr Mastermind Bill Sky, der in der Geschäftswelt als "rücksichtsloser König" bekannt ist, befiehlt absoluten Gehorsam, seine Herrschaft ist unangefochten. Für Bill ist das Geschäft alles und alles ist Geschäft. Romantik ist eine Nebensächlichkeit. Frauen sind bloße Tändeleien. Keine Verpflichtungen, keine zweiten Chancen. Sein Leben ist viel zu perfekt unter seiner Kontrolle, bis zu einer Nacht in der Sky Villa. "Tut mir leid, Mama, ich habe mich ein bisschen verspätet. Ich habe noch wichtige Dinge im Büro zu erledigen, deshalb kann ich nicht sofort zu unserem Abendessen aufbrechen." Bill fühlte sich erschöpft und sagte. "Keine Sorge, mein Sohn, du kommst gerade rechtzeitig. Dein Vater wartet im Arbeitszimmer auf dich. Geh und schau ihn dir an." sagte seine Mutter Kelly und umarmte ihn herzlich. " Okay, ich mache mich jetzt auf den Weg", antwortete Bill. Im Lernzimmer sitzt Ed mit einem Ordner in der Hand. Man kann unschwer erkennen, dass er ernsthaft darauf wartet, dass sein Sohn sein Arbeitszimmer betritt. "Papa, ich bin hier", sagte Bill. Ed drehte den Kopf zu ihm, nickte ihm zu und deutete auf den Platz vor seinem Tisch. "Setz dich", sagte Ed mit einem ernsten und traurigen Ausdruck in seinen Augen. In diesem Moment wusste Bill bereits, dass etwas nicht stimmte. Er konnte nicht anders, als etwas aufgeregt zu sein: "Dad, lass uns nicht um den heißen Brei herumreden, was ist los?" Als er die Worte seines Sohnes hörte, nahm Ed die Mappe in die Hand und gab sie seinem Sohn. "Sieh es dir selbst an." Bill nahm sofort die Akte und las sie. Genau in diesem Moment war er am Boden zerstört. Er hielt inne, schaute seinen Vater an und sagte mit ruhiger Stimme: "Panik bringt nichts", dann sagte er: "Lass uns sofort operieren." Er hielt die Krankenakte seines Vaters in der Hand, auf der stand, dass ein schnell wachsender Tumor in seinem Gehirn entdeckt worden war, aber er wollte das auf keinen Fall vor allen zeigen, vor allem nicht vor seinem Vater. Als Bill gerade seine Sekretärin anrufen wollte, hielt Ed ihn auf und sagte: "Du wirst nicht jünger, Bill, du musst einen Nachfolger haben. Ich kann nicht friedlich sterben, wenn du nicht sesshaft bist. Es ist an der Zeit, dass du dir eine Frau suchst." Wie zu erwarten war, nutzt sein Vater seine Krankheit, um die Sache auf die Spitze zu treiben. "Niemand wird sterben, Papa, meine Sekretärin wird deine Operation bald arrangieren. Was meine Frau angeht, so weißt du genau, dass ich keine Zeit für sie habe. ", erwiderte Bill entschieden. "Hör mir zu, mein Sohn, ich weiß, du bist wie ich. Du hast deine Zeit der Arbeit gewidmet und eine große Verantwortung für die Firma übernommen, aber sieh mich an, ich bin krank, Bill. Mein Leben liegt nicht mehr in meiner Hand. Ich kann heute oder morgen sterben. Aber ich bin glücklich, weil es dich gibt! Du hast deinen Wert schon vor langer Zeit bewiesen und wir sind wirklich sehr stolz auf dich, aber du bist unser einziger Sohn, wir können dich nicht einfach in diesem Leben arbeiten lassen. Hab ein Leben, mein Sohn!" Ed wollte seinem Sohn keine Gelegenheit geben, sich kurz zu entschuldigen. "Ich habe schon ein Leben und ich bin glücklich damit, alles ist unter meiner Kontrolle, Dad, zu viel Sorge um mich wird dir schaden", antwortete Bill. "Nun, wenn du bereits wusstest, dass die Sorge um dich mir Schaden zufügen würde, dann tu, was ich sage. Und du weißt ganz genau, dass ich ein 'Nein' nicht als Antwort akzeptiere." fuhr Ed fort. "Du hast nur zwei Möglichkeiten, mein Sohn. Du wählst deine Frau oder wir werden deine Frau wählen. Es liegt an dir! Du kennst Jane Foster, sie kommt nächste Woche aus dem Ausland zurück. Sie ist die Tochter des besten Freundes deiner Mutter und deines Onkels George. Sie sind eine prominente Familie. Sie ist auch eine Aufsteigerin wie du, ich und deine Mutter denken, dass sie gut zu dir passt. Denk darüber nach: Wenn du uns diese Woche deine Frau nicht vorstellen kannst, dann betrachte Jane Foster als deine eingetragene Ehefrau. Ich habe nicht den Luxus der Zeit, Bill. Ich will ein für alle Mal sehen, dass du dich niederlässt, bevor ich sterbe. Ich will sehen, wie mein Enkel aussieht. Verstehst du das?" Ed bedauerte, dass er seinen Sohn so sehr dazu erzogen hatte, sein Geschäft zu führen, dass er echte Gefühle wie "Liebe" beiseite schob. Er kann nicht einfach zusehen, wie sein Sohn mit seiner Arbeit verheiratet ist. "Okay! Um diesen Streit zu beenden, werde ich dir in zwei Tagen meine Frau bringen." Er fühlte sich ein wenig verärgert, aber er wollte sich nicht weiter auf diese Diskussion einlassen. Er ist der rücksichtslose CEO. Es ist unmöglich, dass er diese einfache Angelegenheit nicht in den Griff bekommt. Im Hinterkopf dachte er darüber nach, wen er seinen Eltern vorstellen würde. Natürlich konnte er sich nicht zwischen seinen Bettwärmer entscheiden. Zufrieden mit der Antwort seines Sohnes beendete Ed das Gespräch mit einem Lächeln und vergaß dabei seine Krankheit. "Wir freuen uns schon darauf, Sohn, nach zwei Tagen kannst du Jane Foster in Betracht ziehen." Jane Foster lernte er kennen, als er 11 und sie 8 Jahre alt war. Sie war wirklich eine gute Pianistin. Sie trat bei jeder Familienfeier auf und alle seine Verwandten, einschließlich seiner Mutter und seines Vaters, waren von ihrem Talent begeistert. Kein Wunder, dass sie sie so sehr mögen, dass sie wollen, dass dieses Mädchen seine Frau wird. Auf keinen Fall! Soweit er sich an sie erinnert, ist sie so dumm und tollpatschig. Er hasste die Tatsache, dass sie der Grund dafür war, dass sein Lieblingsspielzeugroboter in Stücke zerbrach. Dieser Spielzeugroboter spielte eine ganz besondere Rolle in seinem Herzen, da er ihn von seinem verstorbenen Großvater bekommen hatte, als er 5 Jahre alt war. Sein Großvater ist die einzige Person, die er als seinen besten Freund betrachtet. Er hat ihn insgeheim sehr verwöhnt. Als sein Großvater starb, war Bill gerade 6 Jahre alt. Der junge Bill weinte die ganze Nacht und knuddelte seinen Spielzeugroboter in den Schlaf. Es dauerte ein Jahr, bis er akzeptierte, dass sein Großvater nicht mehr bei ihm war. Bis heute macht es ihn traurig, wenn er an ihn denkt. Nach dem Vorfall hatte er Jane Foster nie wieder gesehen und er wollte sie auch nie wieder sehen. Er trug diesen Hass auf dieses Mädchen schon lange in seinem Herzen und nun wollte er sie zur Frau nehmen. 'Auf keinen Fall!' Er fluchte. Er hat nur noch 2 Tage Zeit. Es gibt nichts, was man mit Geld nicht machen kann. dachte er. Er kann mit jeder Summe bezahlen, nur um diese lästige Jane Foster loszuwerden. Er hat nichts mit ihr zu tun. Nach dem Abendessen ging er in die "Luxury Bar", um etwas zu trinken. Er rief seine Cousine Gab an, damit sie ihn begleitete. Er war noch nie so frustriert gewesen. Er dachte, es handele sich um eine einfache Angelegenheit, aber es stellte sich heraus, dass es eine komplizierte Sache war. Er ist Bill Sky, und er schließt fast jeden Tag milliardenschwere Geschäfte ab. Wie um alles in der Welt soll er zulassen, dass diese Angelegenheit sein Leben beeinträchtigt? 'Auf keinen Fall!' Kapitel 2 Sofortige Ehefrau finden In Capital Z konnte sich nur die Elite eine Mitgliedschaft in der "Luxury Bar" leisten. Sein Cousin Gab Kenley ist der Besitzer dieser Bar. Er ist der verspielte Junge von nebenan. Die beiden treffen sich hier oft auf einen Drink und tauschen persönliche und geschäftliche Erfahrungen aus. "Was gibt's, Mann?" Gab begrüßte Bill fröhlich, als er ihren VIP-Raum betrat. Bill hatte fast eine Flasche Whiskey ausgetrunken, als sein Cousin eintraf. Nachdem Gab sich hingesetzt hatte, begann er ihm von den Forderungen seiner Eltern zu erzählen. "Wow! Dann ist es vielleicht an der Zeit, dass du dir eine Frau suchst." Gab lächelte Bill breit an. Bill grinste ihn an, um ihn zu warnen, dass er aufhören sollte, Witze zu machen. "Okay, wie wäre es dann mit Trishia Meyer? Du weißt doch, Mann, sie ist verrückt nach dir. Onkel Ed und Tante Kelly werden sie sicher lieben. Sie stammt aus einer politischen Dynastie. Sie hat einen starken politischen Rückhalt. Das wird eine Win-Win-Situation, Mann! ", schlug Gab mit einem Strahlen in den Augen vor und erwartete Bill's Zustimmung. Trishia Meyer ist die Tochter von Senator Gregory Meyer, der voraussichtlich für die nächste Präsidentschaft in Capital Z kandidieren wird. Sie ist die perfekte Definition von "Barbie" mit 100% Aggressivität. Trishia hat ihr Geld verschwenderisch eingesetzt, um jeden Tag Bills Terminkalender aufzuspüren, deshalb taucht sie plötzlich überall dort auf, wo Bill ist. Sie ist bösartig von ihm besessen. Bill war in tiefe Gedanken versunken. Er trank weiter aus seinem Glas und sagte: "Auf keinen Fall! So clever wie Trishia Meyer ist, kann ich ihr nicht den Vorteil geben, mich vor meinen Eltern zu fesseln." Er weiß genau, was auf ihn zukommt, wenn er Trishia Meyer vor seinen Eltern präsentiert. Das ist ein Schachmatt. Das kann er nicht zulassen. Gab war von seiner Antwort ein wenig überrascht. Er goss noch mehr Whiskey in Bills Glas: "Dann betrachte Jane Foster, wenn deine Eltern sie mögen, dann gib es ihnen." Als er den Namen "Jane Foster" hörte, änderte sich Bills Stimmung. Er war äußerst gereizt und sein Griff um sein Glas wurde härter. 'Der Name dieser Frau ist ein Fluch.' dachte er, während er seinen Whisky in vollen Zügen trank. Nach 2 Flaschen Whiskey haben sie beschlossen, getrennt nach Hause zu gehen. Draußen wird er bereits von seinem Leibwächter begleitet. Während sie auf dem Weg zur Tiefgarage sind, wo sein Fahrer wartet, beschließt er, seine Sekretärin anzurufen, um Vorkehrungen für ihn zu treffen. Er wird es seiner Sekretärin überlassen, sich darum zu kümmern. Es ist bereits 2 Uhr morgens, dreimal klingelt es, aber keine Antwort von der anderen Seite. Er ist jetzt ein wenig aufgeregt. Er ist Bill Sky, das erste Klingeln sollte beantwortet werden, das ist seine oberste Regel. Als seine Sekretärin musst du bereit sein, ihm rund um die Uhr zu dienen, sonst wirst du bestraft, aber natürlich gibt es dafür eine gute und angemessene Entschädigung. Keiner wagt es, ihn warten zu lassen. Er ging weiter durch den Flur, während er sein Telefon ans Ohr hielt, als plötzlich ein faszinierend süßer, mit Alkohol gemischter Geschmack auf seine Lippen drang. 'Ach, Wer ist diese verrückte Frau?", dachte er wütend, während er sein Handy wieder in die Tasche steckte. Aber warte, dieser Kuss ist so süchtig machend. Diese Lippen sind so weich! Ich will mehr!' Auf keinen Fall wird er sie einfach so gehen lassen. Niemand kann ihn einfach so küssen, wo und wann er will. Er kann sich des Drangs nicht erwehren, sie genau in diesem Moment zu erobern. 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2,398,946	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"is_bh_simple_request":false,"simple_request_ratio":1,"is_bh_selenium":false,"selenium_ratio":1,"ratio_threshold":0.8}'	No	2024-11-08 18:51	active	1752	📚📚The Hilarious Livestream of Fortune Teller Julia🥰👉Read a vast collection of novels with just one click.	An heiress of a wealthy family was thrust into an unfamiliar life. The supposedly dead young lady came back to life. Having lost her memory, she met a famous celebrity... --- Chapter 1 Fake Heiress? The sky was overcast. Julia Harmon wheeled a 20-inch suitcase out from the gates of the Harmon residence. Next to her, a man in a suit extended a silver bank card. "Ms. Julia, here is 75 thousand. Mr. Harmon asked me to give it to you as compensation." "No, thank you," Julia said without a glance at it. 75 thousand could not bring back a life. Cole Carter looked on in astonishment. Having served Mr. Harmon for many years, he knew Julia, Mr. Harmon's sister, very well. The Harmons were a wealthy and influential family. As their daughter, Julia had grown up with every luxury, always choosing the finest things. Yet, on her twentieth birthday, just yesterday, the Harmons publicly declared that Julia was merely a foster daughter and that their real daughter was someone else. Furthermore, they announced that Julia was now an adult and that they were no longer obligated to support her. Consequently, Julia was ousted from the home. Cole had thought Julia would never turn down the money. Yet she did, decisively and without hesitation. Cole observed Julia departing with her suitcase when a thought struck him. The forecast had called for rain in just over half an hour. They were in a mountain villa region devoid of taxis or public transport, and a drive down the mountain would take at least twenty minutes. Julia didn't have a car, so she was unable to finish the mountain road before the rain started. After a brief hesitation, Cole hurried after her. "Ms. Julia, let me give you a ride." This time, Julia accepted. Seated in the back of the car, Julia mulled over how everything had come to this. Previously, she was known as the one with the top supernatural power in the mysterious world she came from—the cultivation world. Just when she was about to ascend to a higher level, she failed at the final step. At that time, she believed she would certainly die. However, when she opened her eyes, she discovered herself in a different world, living as another Julia. It seemed the original Julia could not the truth that she was not the real heiress of the Harmon family and had taken pills to end her life. Julia used the word "seemed" because the details were unclear. She had absorbed almost all the new memories, except for those immediately preceding the original Julia's death, which remained murky. Before she could delve deeper into these memories, she was abruptly ousted by the Harmons. Lost in thought, Julia was jolted by the sudden ring of the phone in the quiet car. Despite inheriting the new memories, she was still adjusting to the modern technology in this world. After all, she'd been always living in the supernatural cultivation world. It was not until Cole glanced at her from the rearview mirror that she responded, pulling her phone from her pocket. The caller ID read 'Lydia Collins', the original Julia's agent. Answering the phone, Julia was immediately met with a barrage of angry accusations before she could utter a word. "Julia, I always thought that, despite your poor acting skills and bad temper, at least the Harmons were behind you. But now you're just a fake heiress! I'm being swamped with calls to cancel your endorsements. The company was already at a loss promoting you, and now, with this scandal, don't expect us to cover your breach of contract!" Lydia's tone was livid. Julia's response was calm, "What are you trying to say?" Endorsement? Breach of contract? Lydia's words were clear, but piecing them together was baffling for Julia. Lydia's fury escalated with Julia's question. "Do you still see yourself as a Harmon? You've breached a contract worth 3 million, and you must resolve it yourself. If you don't, be ready for jail time! Also, come to the office tomorrow at nine to sign the termination papers." The call ended with a beep, and Julia stared at the phone screen, her expression turning into one of dawning comprehension. Thanks to her keen intuition, Julia instantly understood the specifics of the breach of contract. She quickly opened several banking apps on her phone, but as the screen went dark again, her expression darkened. The original Julia had primarily used credit cards, which were now deactivated since she was no longer part of the Harmons. Effectively, she was left with less than 30 dollars. Instinctively, Julia's eyes turned to the man driving. Would he reject me if I change my mind to get the band card? Yet, as the car stopped at the mountain's base, she still remained quiet. Requesting the card would mean accepting a favour from the Harmons—a favour she did not want, especially since 75 thousand was not enough to cover 3 million. "Ms. Julia, I can only drop you off here. It looks like it's about to rain. There's a bus stop over there; you can take a bus from that point," Cole said, glancing at his watch, knowing he had to return quickly to pick up Mr. Harmon. Julia collected her luggage and walked over to the driver's side, tapping on the window. "Keep a safe distance from the roadside trees while driving today. Consider it a thank you for the ride down the mountain," she told Cole. "What?" Cole looked puzzled but did not dwell on her advice as he watched Julia head towards the bus stop. He started the car and sped back up the mountain. The sky grew darker. Cole arrived back on time, and as he pulled up, he saw Andrew Harmon stepping out of the Harmons' villa. Quickly getting out of the car, he opened the door for Andrew. "Mr. Harmon, are we going back to the company?" "Take me to Morning Light." Morning Light was the most prominent club in Sablewood, known for its enigmatic owner, a detail Cole knew through his association with Mr. Harmon. Cole nodded and steered the car down the mountain. Only minutes into their journey, the skies opened up, and rain began to pour heavily. The roads quickly became slippery. As the windshield wipers kicked into action, Cole found himself thinking of Julia's earlier warning as he watched the relentless downpour ahead. Keep a safe distance from the roadside trees while driving today. Cole eyed the tall trees along the road, instinctively adjusting his steering to keep a safe distance. Afterwards, he chided himself for being overly cautious. "Focus on what matters," Andrew's voice from the back seat snapped Cole back to attention. It seemed Andrew knew that he was the one driving Julia down the mountain. "Yes, Mr. Harmon," Cole responded. As he spoke, he remembered the bank card in his pocket. Before he could mention it, dark shapes flashed past, followed by a loud crash. A black luxury car skidded to a stop on the slick road. "Mr. Harmon! Are you okay, Mr. Harmon?" Andrew's expression was unreadable, his suit slightly creased from the incident. "Go take a look." "Okay." Nervously, Cole opened the car door, his hands trembling. The rain was relentless. Brushing the rain from his face, Cole saw a thick tree trunk that had hit the side of the car, its lush branches scraping the roof. Taking a sharp breath, Cole realised how close they had come to disaster, A few meters further, the trunk, not just branches, would have hit them. The damage to the car was minor, but any harm to Mr. Harmon could have been severe. Rushing to the side of the car, Cole reported, "Mr. Harmon, there's a slight dent in the roof, but that's all. Should I arrange another car to pick us up?" Andrew glanced at his watch and decided, "That won't be necessary." When the boss made a decision, it was final. Therefore, Cole did not argue. He quickly called the villa area's property management to clear the debris, restarted the car, and continued driving towards their destination. Chapter 2 Your Idol Is Your Real Brother On the bus, two young girls held their phones, sometimes glancing at Julia, then whispering to each other. Julia looked out the window, knowing they were looking at her. "Next stop, West Mountain Road. Passengers, please prepare to alight ... " The bus stopped beside the sign. Julia got off and went to the rain shelter. She still got a bit wet. She wasn't in a hurry, holding her suitcase and standing under the shelter. Nearby, two others stood under the shelter, also just got off the bus. One girl held her friend back. "Kelly, she's having it rough enough. Let's not ... " "She deserves it. Don't stop me." Kelly Powell shook off her friend's hand and walked to Julia. "Julia Harmon?" "Yes?" Julia turned when she heard her name. For a moment, Kelly was lost looking at Julia's face. Layla Owen followed her, staring at Julia. Seeing them quiet, Julia spoke, "Do you need something?" The girls snapped out of it, looking at each other. She's famed for her beauty for a reason. Sadly, it seemed her days in the spotlight were over. Thinking this, both girls felt sad. Kelly shook her head, remembering why she came. I came to give her a warning, not to fawn over her! "Julia, stay away from Christan. He let things go because you were a Harmon, but now ... you've been warned." At the end, Kelly's tone softened. She spared Julia from the heavy hitters. Julia didn't fully understand what she was saying but felt a hint of kindness. She smiled. "Thanks for the warning." Kelly blushed, stammering, "No ... no need to thank me, I just ... " In the next moment, Julia's face seemed closer to Kelly. Kelly held her breath without even thinking. For a long, full moment, Julia stared at Kelly's face. Then, a frown filled Julia's face. "What ... what are you doing?" Kelly looked around, unsure where to focus. She should have pushed Julia away, but her arms stayed limp by her sides. Julia stepped back, saying, "Don't you have a brother? Call him. He might be in trouble. If you don't, he'll lose his legs." The tension grew. Kelly stared at Julia like she was mad, her mouth twitching. Layla laughed awkwardly, "Kelly's an only child." Julia shook her head. "You have two brothers. One older, one younger." Kelly chuckled. She thought Julia had lost her mind. "Julia, my parents only have me." "Are your parents still alive?" If Julia hadn't looked so serious, Kelly would have slapped her. Julia continued, "From the details your face tell me, I can see your parents are gone." "Julia, I know you've had a tough time, but don't take it out on me." Kelly felt silly for starting this talk. "Call your adoptive parents." Julia's eyes were clear and steady, fixed on Kelly. Kelly wasn't sure why, but she dialled her mother's number. Soon, a voice answered. "Kelly, what's wrong?" Kelly wanted to hang up, but when she saw Julia's calm eyes, she hesitated. She had always wondered why she didn't look much like her parents. Neighbours would often say, "Kelly is pretty, but she doesn't look like anyone from the Powells." She had asked her mother once, who said Kelly took after her grandmother, skipping a generation. But when she saw pictures of her grandmother as a young woman, there was still little resemblance. Kelly bit her lip and asked, "Mum, am I your biological daughter?" There was a pause on the other end, followed by a rushed response, "Kelly, of course you're our daughter. Don't listen to what others say." Kelly had a good relationship with her parents and knew them well enough to sense something was off in her mother's tone. "Mum, are you hiding something from me?" There was a long silence. Then her mother asked, "Kelly, have your real parents found you?" Kelly didn't know what to say. She swallowed hard while Layla, standing next to her, widened her eyes in shock. "Someone said I have two brothers." "Kelly, your dad and I didn't mean to hide it from you. We just didn't know how you'd take it. We found you by the roadside." Years ago, when Mrs. Powell was diagnosed as infertile, the couple, still deeply in love, decided to adopt. A few days later, they found Kelly on the roadside. They felt Kelly was a gift from above, so they took her in and moved from Aspiria to Sablewood to give her a complete home. They didn't want her to know she had been abandoned. The rain was letting up. Julia, listening to the conversation, suddenly asked, "When you found Kelly, was there anything with her?" Kelly's adoptive mother paused, then there was rustling as she searched for something. "Yes, there was a jade bracelet with a little bell attached." The sound of the bell came through the phone. Julia asked Kelly, "Does this seem familiar to you?" Kelly frowned, not sure what Julia was getting at. Layla's eyes widened with sudden realisation. She nudged Kelly and said, "Kelly, remember? Christan once said his kidnapped sister had a jade bracelet with a little bell. And Christan is from Aspiria." Christan Jackson was a famous star. In just two years, he had gained millions of fans and won many awards. His good looks and strong presence had earned him the name "Christan" among fans, with some playfully calling him "Orange." He had often said that he joined the entertainment industry to find his lost sister. Both Kelly and Layla, being fans, had seen the photo of that bracelet many times. "No way. I can't be his sister ... " Kelly said, but her voice lacked confidence. This day felt more unreal than any day she had ever lived. First, she learned about her true identity, and now she found out that her real brother might be the star she had admired for two years. If someone had told her she was an alien, it might have seemed more believable. Chapter 3 Her Prediction Is Accurate! Two phones with the same model lay side by side, each showing a photo. Both pictures had a jade bracelet, dark green, with a small, gold bell. The only difference was in the way the bracelets were placed and the background in each photo. Kelly looked at her phone, then at Layla's, trying to find any difference between the bracelets, but she couldn't. Layla watched her friend, wanting to speak but hesitating. She turned to Julia, recalling Julia's words earlier. "You said Kelly's brother would be in trouble. Is that true?" Kelly, now reminded, thought about it. If Christan was her brother, then the person Julia mentioned must be Christan. Kelly gasped, thinking about Christan. He was a star known for singing and dancing. She couldn't imagine what would happen if he lost his legs. "There's no news about Christan online," Layla said, scrolling through her phone. If there was no news, either the information was being hidden, or no one knew yet. The latter seemed more likely. Layla looked up, "I emailed his studio." ... In Aspiria. Sapphie Historia had been at Christan's studio for six months, handling emails with another colleague. Most emails were fan letters or brand offers. As usual, she opened the inbox. Some fan letters had attachments, which she downloaded and reviewed. If they had useful content, she saved them. Brand offers were filtered and sent to Christan's manager, Deborah Mile. Ding! Another email arrived. The sender's nickname was 'Fan of Onstage Christan.' Sapphie recognised the name; this person often sent top-notch clips of Christan's performances, some of which the studio had used. But when she saw the email's subject line, she frowned. 'Christan's in trouble! Save him!' She thought the sender must be dreaming. If Christan had a problem, the studio would know first. They don't need someone else to tell them. Ding! Ding! Ding! More emails flooded in, all with the same urgent message. Sapphie stared at the row of emails. Even though she didn't believe it, she felt a twinge of unease. Might this be a prank? Suppressing her frustration, she trashed the emails. "Sapphie, your drink." A colleague handed her a cup of milk tea. Sapphie took it, jabbing the straw in sharply. Seeing her abruptness, the colleague asked, "What's up? Who's got you riled?" "That fan who sends performance clips," Sapphie replied. "Today, she's bombarding me with emails claiming Christan's in trouble. I think she might be jinxing him." "Really? Maybe she's a hater?" The colleague looked surprised. "You should tell Debbie about this. We've used her videos before. Something's fishy." "You're right." Sapphie realised and promptly called Deborah. Deborah had just finished showering when the call came. She stayed composed as Sapphie explained the situation. Then, she instructed, "Remove the videos we used from her. Keep the emails safe and send me copies of everything she's sent." After hanging up, Deborah dressed and messaged Christan. 'Vacation's over. You have a dining event at six. Don't be late.' Deborah descended and hopped into her car, but even as she started driving, Christan still hadn't replied. Deborah, puzzled, opened her texting app. Eight minutes had passed since her message, and there wasn't a single reply, which wasn't like Christan. He always responded quickly because he didn't want to overlook news about his missing sister. She hesitated before finally calling him. "Sorry, the person you are trying to reach is not available. Please try again later ... " This is odd. Christan had just finished his concert tour, and Deborah had given him three days off. During that time, they'd been in touch often about work. He always answered her calls. Thinking about the emails Sapphie mentioned, Deborah's face darkened. Had something really happened? ... The rain had stopped. Kelly and Layla stared anxiously at their phones, filled with concern. Julia, about to leave, noticed their expressions and halted. "Got any pictures of Christan? I could take another look," she offered. "Yes, we do!" Kelly and Layla replied together, opening a folder of Christan's photos in their albums. Julia reviewed several pictures, then sighed, "Is there any clearer photo without makeup?" The heavy makeup hid his natural features too much. Kelly tapped a photo quickly, "How about this one?" It was a blue background ID photo. Christan's features were striking, with a mole under his left eye. When this photo first came out, it caused a stir online and was praised as the "most beautiful ID photo." "Okay." Julia took Kelly's phone and studied it carefully. After a moment, she spoke, "He's somewhere in the northwest direction, with lots of cherry blossoms and hot springs. It's very dark around him, like he's under something." "Is that all?" Kelly listened to Julia's words, feeling a bit hopeless. It is too vague. How could they possibly locate him? Julia returned the phone. "Don't worry, pass this to the person who contacts you later. She'll find him. I must go." She nodded to Kelly and Layla, then turned and walked away with her suitcase. "Julia, wait ... " Kelly tried to stop her, but Layla's phone rang, interrupting them. It was an unknown number. Layla answered and heard a woman's urgent voice on the other end. "You claim Christan's in trouble? Where is he?" "Who's this?" Kelly asked. "I'm Deborah Mile, Christan's manager. We can't reach him now. If you know where he is, please tell us." "We don't know, but someone said he's in the northwest, surrounded by cherry blossoms and hot springs." Hearing it was Deborah, Kelly quickly relayed everything Julia had said. At first, Deborah thought Kelly was joking, but then something clicked, and her expression changed. "Send someone to Mount Jade Sanatorium!" --- Read “The Hilarious Livestream of Fortune Teller Julia ”, click to enter. Discover more vast collections of novels on Joyreader.	LEARN_MORE	https://page.joyreadings.com/h5-book-share-custom4	Wonderful novels	https://www.facebook.com/61561332737079/	358	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	page.joyreadings.com	IMAGE		https://page.joyreadings.com/h5-book-share-custom4.html?lang=en&id=8210&brand=2&app=0&ppid=5476&pid=FBW2A&utm_source=FBW2A&utm_medium={{placement}}&utm_campaign={{campaign.id}}&utm_term={{adset.id}}&utm_content={{ad.id}}&pixel_id=816574679413893&ori_campaign_id=120212628773920726&ori_adset_id=120212628777540726&ori_ad_id=120212628787810726	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465888659_1066447484783121_1552008196995742914_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=TO94dqAdzHkQ7kNvgGaMn9R&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AaL8RCNuhwzZ496MdpQ5NIt&oh=00_AYBdvSaddNsXueQrnHKJZIxX2GVpJQdif3IVENKPysKNGA&oe=67346DBE	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Wonderful novels	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,398,958	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"is_bh_simple_request":false,"simple_request_ratio":1,"is_bh_selenium":false,"selenium_ratio":1,"ratio_threshold":0.8}'	Yes	2024-11-08 18:51	active	1752	Meditation practice in action	Do what it actually takes to be happier, and apply mindfulness to your life in new ways.	INSTALL_MOBILE_APP	http://itunes.apple.com/app/id992210239	Kelly	https://www.facebook.com/divergentcoachkelly/	31	1969-12-31 18:00	Install now	itunes.apple.com	VIDEO		http://itunes.apple.com/app/id992210239	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465992610_530006903271720_7710167615163049851_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YCLvQiIeRpcQ7kNvgHuAi0U&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AG3Dt_nal6jHgquNkFAPhdj&oh=00_AYBNe3Fcrjkk0Vc0L2Y78B_Z3mGxr0N_n1JFFw9D94Fvfg&oe=6734946F	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Kelly	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,398,957	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"is_bh_simple_request":false,"simple_request_ratio":0.991304347826087,"is_bh_selenium":false,"selenium_ratio":1,"ratio_threshold":0.8}'	Yes	2024-11-08 18:51	active	1752	Limited time sale 🔥Womens Casual 3/4 Sleeve V Neck Loose Fit Basic Tees	It's absolutely beautiful,and so comfortable and so affordable.this will easily be your favorite top.💚💚 BUY 3 FREE SHIPPING💚💚	SHOP_NOW	https://thebeautynorth.com/products/limited-time-s	Thebeautynorth.com.au	https://www.facebook.com/100083403103976/	3,104	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop now	thebeautynorth.com	VIDEO		https://thebeautynorth.com/products/limited-time-sale--womens-casual-3-4-sleeve-v-neck-loose-fit-basic-tees-buy-2-free-shipping-	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465600035_1217718806162457_9042486603369189470_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=c6EddinRHbwQ7kNvgHa9sQL&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AaL8RCNuhwzZ496MdpQ5NIt&oh=00_AYBKTq_jBEy0XSjSZTmvZCzmFvlC1ytzMLJiEBu8vUYMYw&oe=6734860F	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Thebeautynorth.com.au	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,398,961	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2398960}'	Yes	2024-11-08 18:51	active	1752	Kelly, 39	I'm divorced and I haven't had a man for over a year.Looking for a partner just for casual encounters😊	SIGN_UP	https://cupidsync.online/mctYtBJT	Engage Space	https://www.facebook.com/61560373329830/	137	1969-12-31 18:00	Sign up	cupidsync.online	IMAGE	🟢 Online	https://cupidsync.online/mctYtBJT	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465605169_1225664678691849_3993998615004160142_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=MBii9-lY_KsQ7kNvgGeJnjm&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=APxPyxFBbFH0Scu0imFM6U0&oh=00_AYDLWVx3h4TrLq9wy1wmtCXjugGRzlhty5xPgwT-bPwP4A&oe=6734980E	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Engage Space	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,398,964	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"is_bh_simple_request":false,"simple_request_ratio":1,"is_bh_selenium":false,"selenium_ratio":1,"ratio_threshold":0.8}'	Yes	2024-11-08 18:51	active	1752	📣💓💓📺Echoes of a Tender Heart	❤️❤️🩹🩹After Sandra Glock graduated from high school, her grandfather reached out to her mother, Kelly Youth, who had remarried. Kelly then brought Sandra to live with the Ruths in Kagos. Over time, Sandra grew increasingly heartbroken by her mother's repeated disappointments. However, James Lande, a senior who fell in love with Sandra at first sight, always stood by her side. He protected, cherished, and unconditionally trusted her. In the end, his unwavering care helped Sandra find true love.	LEARN_MORE	https://website.novelbinger.com/share/middle/dvfht	Short drama	https://www.facebook.com/61551551210077/	60,475	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	website.novelbinger.com	VIDEO		https://website.novelbinger.com/share/middle/dvfhtu2etnpma5iz4upuexfz?ad_id={{ad.id}}&sid=120212429755240788&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/466024062_1335778341125819_3119017690678981557_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=cLnVHJPW9FAQ7kNvgGrdw5k&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=APxPyxFBbFH0Scu0imFM6U0&oh=00_AYB9FmjOhGGMHK8mavN5VO2y3b1iMiKQYBwzCCKqzO0KSQ&oe=673484B0	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Short drama	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,398,965	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"is_bh_simple_request":true,"simple_request_ratio":0.005754855659462672,"is_bh_selenium":null,"selenium_ratio":null,"ratio_threshold":0.8}'	No	2024-11-08 18:51	active	1752	🔥On Christmas sale...	The Christmas countdown has begun❄️ Spend Christmas lazy with our new embroidered sweatshirt.🎊🎅 SHOP NOW>>https://bit.ly/4fiH9e0 SAME MORE>>https://bit.ly/3Akuqs3	SHOP_NOW	https://www.customyfashion.com/products/%F0%9F%8E%	Customyfashion	https://www.facebook.com/100095703634783/	4,905	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop now	www.customyfashion.com	VIDEO	BUY 2 GET 10%OFF&✨FREE SHIPPING	https://www.customyfashion.com/products/%F0%9F%8E%84merry-christmas-grinchmas-sweatshirt?st=	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/466069236_565839789723028_6016993481724235024_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=_5xtk6i8CSMQ7kNvgFKLM2L&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=APxPyxFBbFH0Scu0imFM6U0&oh=00_AYBVQWxPFBObIFka39GbA0INDY-w-LifvXzlYLJrvYDfNw&oe=67349A8C	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Customyfashion	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,398,969	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2398968}'	Yes	2024-11-08 18:51	active	1752	OUR BIGGEST SALE ENDS TODAY!	⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ "Understanding the importance of high-quality water became clear to me when I tried hydrogen water. Since making it a part of my daily routine, I've noticed a significant increase in my energy levels and an overall improvement in my well-being. It feels like a hidden secret to achieving a healthier body. From now on, I'll only be drinking hydrogen water!" - Jenny M. ⚡Boost energy levels ✨Enhance skin health 😄Reduce stress and anxiety & MORE POSITIVE EFFECTS! Hydrogen water is the new way to hydrate and stay healthy! 💦 Hydrate your body properly and get a HydroWave hydrogen bottle now. Sale ends today!	SHOP_NOW	http://shop.thehydrowave.com/	HydroWave Pro	https://www.facebook.com/100070830164703/	5	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	shop.thehydrowave.com	DCO	{{product.description}}	http://shop.thehydrowave.com/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465971640_1073849683982688_4692714370459872673_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=9QcLGaMrTpcQ7kNvgEqaGw-&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=APxPyxFBbFH0Scu0imFM6U0&oh=00_AYCwCT5r3FS9G_o_behmjKjZWEswz9gIW57SO1XTO0H2wQ&oe=67347533	PERSON_PROFILE	0	HydroWave Pro	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,398,976	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2398978}'	Yes	2024-11-08 18:51	active	1752	Aqui está a verdadeira história do que aconteceu com a verdadeira Pocahontas	A História do Que Aconteceu à Verdadeira Pocahontas	LEARN_MORE	https://housecultures.com/trending/story-real-poca	Trend Trek	https://www.facebook.com/61553546157045/	2	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	housecultures.com	DCO	Aqui está a verdadeira história do que aconteceu com a verdadeira Pocahontas	https://housecultures.com/trending/story-real-pocahontas-pt-syn/?utm_source=Facebook&utm_campaign=story-real-pocahontas-pt-syn-KS%20v1%20Dynamic%20B2B%20151%20WBC%20ae3d%20-%20Mobile%20WW%20FB%20WBC&network_code=WBC&utm_term=content&v=5	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465654665_959483665990025_4433528224196570153_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=JvaSvywQNr8Q7kNvgFVUzWK&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=APxPyxFBbFH0Scu0imFM6U0&oh=00_AYAFyftlzxoiCXi5hFlH_aUQO-HgWTVh9N7hI8AHly0xXA&oe=6734740E	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Trend Trek	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,398,974	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2398978}'	Yes	2024-11-08 18:51	active	1752	Aqui está a verdadeira história do que aconteceu com a verdadeira Pocahontas	A História do Que Aconteceu à Verdadeira Pocahontas	LEARN_MORE	https://housecultures.com/trending/story-real-poca	Trend Trek	https://www.facebook.com/61553546157045/	2	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	housecultures.com	DCO	Aqui está a verdadeira história do que aconteceu com a verdadeira Pocahontas	https://housecultures.com/trending/story-real-pocahontas-pt-syn/?utm_source=Facebook&utm_campaign=story-real-pocahontas-pt-syn-KS%20v1%20Dynamic%20B2B%20151%20WBC%20ae3d%20-%20Mobile%20WW%20FB%20WBC&network_code=WBC&utm_term=content&v=5	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465654665_959483665990025_4433528224196570153_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=JvaSvywQNr8Q7kNvgFVUzWK&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=APxPyxFBbFH0Scu0imFM6U0&oh=00_AYAFyftlzxoiCXi5hFlH_aUQO-HgWTVh9N7hI8AHly0xXA&oe=6734740E	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Trend Trek	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,398,973	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2398964}'	No	2024-11-08 18:51	active	1752	📣💓💓📺Echoes of a Tender Heart	❤️❤️🩹🩹After Sandra Glock graduated from high school, her grandfather reached out to her mother, Kelly Youth, who had remarried. Kelly then brought Sandra to live with the Ruths in Kagos. Over time, Sandra grew increasingly heartbroken by her mother's repeated disappointments. However, James Lande, a senior who fell in love with Sandra at first sight, always stood by her side. He protected, cherished, and unconditionally trusted her. In the end, his unwavering care helped Sandra find true love.	LEARN_MORE	https://website.novelbinger.com/share/middle/dvfht	Short drama	https://www.facebook.com/61551551210077/	60,475	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	website.novelbinger.com	VIDEO		https://website.novelbinger.com/share/middle/dvfhtu2etnpma5iz4upuexfz?ad_id={{ad.id}}&sid=120212429755240788&campaign={{campaign.name}}&adgroup={{adset.name}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465841470_923234653011879_164022087641844476_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=EdT79joKkLIQ7kNvgF_qBDF&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=APxPyxFBbFH0Scu0imFM6U0&oh=00_AYC9s0Sv6NqhKhUs1gEp8Du47HDboXaU_H7y7TXSIrKwVw&oe=673498A6	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Short drama	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,398,981	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"is_bh_simple_request":true,"simple_request_ratio":0.19534883720930232,"is_bh_selenium":null,"selenium_ratio":null,"ratio_threshold":0.8}'	Yes	2024-11-08 18:51	active	1752	Vtg Holly Hobbie Set 4 American Greetings 1972 Collectors Edition Plates 10 1/2"	Vtg Holly Hobbie Set 4 American Greetings 1972 Collectors Edition Plates 10 1/2" - $25.00 This vintage set of four Holly Hobbie collector plates are a must-have for any fan of the beloved American character. The plates, measuring 10.5 inches in diameter, were released as a special edition by American Greetings in 1972. The colorful ceramic plates feature Holly Hobbie in various scenes and can be displayed for all occasions. With a late 20th century era and vintage status, these plates are perfect for collectors of all levels. The brand, Holly Hobbie, is known for its heartwarming and nostalgic designs that capture the essence of American culture. Add these beautiful plates to your collection today! Learn more about this listing on Facebook Marketplace: https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/2021541574985187/	CONTACT_US	https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/202154157498	Kelly Shinn-Israel	https://www.facebook.com/Kelly-Shinn-Israel-348717639278768/	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Contact us		IMAGE		https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/2021541574985187/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465705638_1020422359840854_7325797920872873899_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hIZH3g92ha4Q7kNvgEpfmZl&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=APxPyxFBbFH0Scu0imFM6U0&oh=00_AYDwyagzFNGjiSnz75PlP4q2GyjAEhfIsDPT-t2B-VS8fg&oe=673496C8	REGULAR_PAGE	1	Kelly Shinn-Israel	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete

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