Marrying Into A Wealthy Family

Some mock me, saying that everything I have gained is merely the result of selling my body; I smile faintly, for it is nothing but jealousy. Money, the root of all evil, has me struggling on the edge of morality. Some question me, asking how much dignity I have left at this point; I respond in silence, for dignity is something I can take or leave. When I kicked his wife away, when I shed the identity of the "other woman," when I married him; some envy me, realizing that even the other woman can have her day in the sun. I weep silently, for it is all but an illusion, a fleeting dream. At this point, how much dignity do you have left? I respond in silence, for dignity is something I can take or leave. When I kicked his wife away, when I shed the identity of the "other woman," when I married him; some envy me, realizing that even the other woman can have her day in the sun. I weep silently, for it is all but an illusion, a fleeting dream. This is the story of an ordinary girl who, after enduring countless hardships, finally marries into a wealthy family.

At the age of eighteen, in order to support her gambling-addicted mother, she sold herself to a man for three hundred thousand. However, the man who bought her did not seem to have purchased her for the purpose of keeping her; over the past three years, the number of times he has seen her can be counted on one hand. What kind of shocking conspiracy lies hidden within this situation?

When her nude photos appeared on everyone's computer in the company, at that moment, the hatred in her heart filled her entire reason, and she finally embarked on the true path of being a "mistress"