Bye, Jerk! I'm the Boss Lady!
A hidden billionaire father returns in secret. His daughter prepares to announce her engagement. But her fiancé is cheating and humiliates the quiet old man, unaware he is the true power behind the company. An heirloom shattered. A lie exposed. When she sees everything… who will pay the price?
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