Marrying the Beggar Billionaire

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In my past life, my jealous step-sister stabbed me through the heart at the company's IPO banquet. When I opened my eyes, we were both reborn, back to the day we chose our husbands. Thinking she'd cheated fate, she snatched the bouquet and married a seemingly glamorous chaebol heir. Then she shoved me at a ragged drifter. My father disowned me for the shame. She forced me to walk barefoot over fire and glass, laughing that I'd always be beneath her. They thought I was finished. They didn't know her chaebol heir was just a worthless playboy. And the iron ring I nearly destroyed my feet to save was a black gold ring that controls the global economy. The penniless husband beside me was the supreme leader de the world's biggest conglomerate. Their downfall had only just begun.