When Harland discovers that Bailey is not his daughter, she is abandoned. When Harland learns that her poor father is the king of the werewolf kingdom, who rules over all the werewolves, Harland is filled with remorse and demands $50 million in compensation. She uses her powers to mercilessly expose the Harland family's ugly face. The man who abandoned her returns to haunt her, but she rejects him outright. Chole, who bullied her, now begs, "I'll do anything you want to save us." Alpha King doted on Bailey. She drives the luxury cars she chooses and runs the family business. In addition, the powerful Stephano is also courting her. It was later revealed that Bailey was an incredibly gifted werewolf. She was skilled in healing and spells, and was deservedly strong.
The late autumn wind, cold and biting, pierced through Bailey's thin clothes. It seemed to tug at her tired body as she made her way home, only to be shocked by what she saw in front of her.
Strangers were gathered around the door of the house, frantically moving things around.
A tall and lanky soldier told Bailey that her family's house had been resold, that her parents had moved out, and that at that moment, they had packed their bags and were ready to drive away.
Bailey just felt her mind go blank and she ran out the door without thinking much.
When she got outside, Bailey saw the familiar sedan pull up to the curb, as if it had been waiting for her. At that moment, the car door opened and Bailey's father, Harland, got out and walked towards her.
"Bailey, this might be the last time we see each other. We're moving away, and you're going back to your birth parents," his tone was filled with dismay.
Harland's mind drifted back to three months ago, when he was in urgent need of blood and Bailey donated blood to him. Only then did they find out that the two of them weren't related.
This discovery shocked everyone.
After recovering from his illness, Harland finally found his real daughter, Chloe, after many attempts.
Now, the Harland family had traded for a better house for Chloe, and Bailey, the child who wasn't related to them, was naturally left on her own.
"The police found us yesterday and said that it was your real mother, and they're going to take you back today," Harland patted Bailey's shoulder with mixed feelings. "If you want anything else, just ask. Just... when you get there."
Harland had learned from the police that Bailey's birth mother's family was in a really bad situation.
They lived in a dilapidated and rundown area.
The people there lived right next to a stinking sewer that reeked of decay. There, having a house was a luxury, and Bailey's birth mother's family was crammed into a rickety little boat.
All year round, several people huddled in that small and cramped boat to eat and sleep. As for using the toilet, they could only do it directly in the river.
Over there, not to mention wearing designer clothes and going to a prestigious school, even getting a decent meal was a problem.
Bailey stood in front of Harland. It seemed that she could read his mind, and there was not a single ripple of emotion in her clear eyes.
She said calmly to Harland, "Are we done here? I'm leaving."
She turned to leave, her back showing determination, as if she had no attachment to this home at all.
Victoria was immediately annoyed. "This ungrateful girl doesn't even appreciate you. All these years, you've spoiled her! She even had the nerve to dance with Chloe's boyfriend at the ball and steal Chloe's man."
As everyone knew, that boy was Bailey's boyfriend.
But after Chloe was brought back by Harland, the boy rejected Bailey because she was no longer the Alpha's daughter.
Bailey danced with him not realizing that they had been together for a long time. She was clearly betrayed but was instead seen as the other woman.
"He's such a great Alpha's son. He's really good to me now. I know my sister has always liked him, and I hope you'll give us your blessing," it was Chloe who spoke. It had been a month since she was picked up from the Moonlight Pack.
Bailey looked at her with a hint of sarcasm and asked back with a blank expression, "Who said I liked him?"
Chloe was stunned for a moment. She had expected Bailey to be so heartbroken by the news that she would burst into tears on the spot.
Bailey gave her a disdainful look and said coldly, "If there's something wrong with your eyes, go see a doctor. The people you think are so precious are worthless in my eyes."
Huh? What did she just say?
Chloe wanted to get angry, but with Harland and Victoria there, she had to swallow her anger.
Yesterday, she had overheard her parents talking. Just thinking about a future where Bailey would live with people worse than bums gave her a sense of superiority. She couldn't help but say, "Bailey, I know you don't want to go back to that slum area, and you must be really struggling right now, aren't you?"
Chloe took an envelope out of her backpack and handed it to Bailey. "Here's $500. I heard that the conditions there are really bad. I would have prepared more cash for you, but I heard that the people there are generally not very trustworthy, and there are especially a lot of thieves and robbers... It's not safe for you to carry too much money with you."
Chloe's eyes were full of anticipation, but she couldn't hide the smugness and arrogance in her tone. "Five hundred dollars means nothing to me, and you need it more than I do! Take it!"
Victoria was unhappy. "You silly girl, her situation is like a bottomless pit. Even $10,000 wouldn't be enough to fix it."
Bailey gave a faint smile. What, did they think they could humiliate her with this little bit of money?
She didn't care at all.
During the floods a week ago, she didn't hesitate to rush into the rushing water to try to save Chloe.
By the time the rescuers found them, Chloe was frozen unconscious, on the verge of death and in a deep coma.
When Victoria and her family arrived at the makeshift shelter, they rushed straight to Chloe to try to save her, not even glancing at Bailey, who was in a life-threatening situation.
Bailey was lying on the floor in a daze, feeling only cold in her hands and feet. But what made her feel even colder was the conversation between Victoria and Harland-
"She hasn't woken up in three days. She's probably going to die."
"It's better this way. If she's dead, we can focus on taking care of Chloe and save ourselves a lot of trouble."
Bailey, who was in a coma at that time, heard this, and the last glimmer of hope she had for this family completely vanished.
Bailey didn't even look at the $500. She turned around and was about to leave when Chloe took Bailey's hand and forced the envelope into her hand, ignoring her previous doubts. "Sister, take it."
But as her hand just touched Bailey's backpack...
Next.
To everyone's surprise.
A diamond necklace unexpectedly fell out of Bailey's backpack!
Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene.
Chloe couldn't help but cover her mouth. "How could this be... Isn't this Grandma's heirloom? Why is it in your bag?!"
"Harland, look. Bailey had the nerve to take Grandma's necklace as she was leaving," Victoria shouted hurriedly. "I never realized that after all these years, we raised a thankless person!"
Harland was also stunned. "What's going on?"
Bailey realized that they were falsely accusing her of stealing.
Sure enough, Chloe's face was filled with dissatisfaction and a feigned look of pain. "Bailey, that's Grandma's legacy. When did you become so greedy?"
She paused and then thought she was making a generous offer. "Hurry up and bow down to Mom and Dad and admit that you were wrong, and I can try to persuade them to keep you."
"Chloe, don't talk to her. Even if she cries and begs us, we won't keep her now!" Victoria was furious. "And she's definitely not taking anything from this house!"
Chloe then said kindly, "Sister, I know you took this necklace for your future. But, after all, this is a heirloom from Grandma... How about this? I'll transfer some more money to you. Is $1,000 enough?"
The implication of her words was clearly that Bailey had stolen the necklace to sell for money.
A few of the servants around couldn't help but speak up:
"Bailey is so ungrateful! This necklace is worth tens of millions of dollars!"
"Bailey shouldn't take Grandma's heirloom no matter how short of money she is, and the necklace should be returned to Chloe. Bailey isn't even part of the Moonlight Pack anymore."
"All the money we've spent on Bailey over the years didn't seem to matter to her, and Chloe even gave her an extra $500. Chloe is really too kind!"
The people around them praised Chloe and couldn't help but compare the two sisters.
The more they compared, the more they thought that Bailey was inferior to Chloe in every way!
Other than being better looking, Bailey really couldn't compare to Chloe!
Victoria snatched the necklace from Bailey's hand and said, "We've done our best to raise you all these years! This necklace belongs to our family. Don't even think about it! Before I call the police, get out of here as far as you can!"
Katelyn endured a marriage of cold stares and crushing silence. Ethan despised her, yet she convinced herself that if she loved him enough, he'd love her back. But everything changed the day an accident struck. She nearly lost her life, and their son was in danger-yet Ethan stayed by another woman's side. That was the final blow. Shattered but resolute, Katelyn drafted the divorce papers, relinquished custody, and walked away with her head held high. She cut ties with Ethan and threw herself into her career, rising from the ashes to build a billion-dollar empire. Just as Katelyn begins to reclaim her life, Cayden enters-a man almost too perfect to be real. His warmth is intoxicating, his charm disarming. He makes her feel again, something she vowed never to do. But is his kindness genuine, or is there something darker beneath that perfect smile? Caught between a painful past and an uncertain future, Katelyn must decide: will she give her regretful ex-husband a second chance or risk everything for a man shrouded in mystery?
Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
It was a big day for Camilla. She looked forward to marrying her handsome groom. Unfortunately, he abandoned her at the altar. He never showed up throughout the wedding. She was made a laughingstock in front of all the guests. In a fit of rage, she went and slept with a strange man on her wedding night. It was supposed to be a one-night stand. To her dismay, the man refused to let her be. He pestered her like she had stolen his heart on that night. Camilla didn't know what to do. Should she give him a chance? Or just stay away from men?
Carrying a child left Adeline trapped in marriage to the ruthless and unhinged Waylon, and everyone doubted she'd survive to see the baby's first breath. Filled with dread but determined, she carefully won him over and soon became his lethal obsession. Yet on the day she planned to escape, Waylon drove their car to a cliff's edge, foot hovering over the gas. "I'm sorry, love—did you just say divorce?" His fingers skimmed her cheek, his tone a deadly whisper. "Defy me, and you pay." Later, drenched in blood and rain, he knelt before her, trembling, and pleaded, "Tell me how to keep you here."