Chapter 227
"You two never really got along anyway!" Chloe Hughes blurted out, clearly too caught up in anger to think about what she was saying.
Angela Bennett quickly reached out to tug her sleeve, signaling her to stop, but Chloe wasn’t having it. Face flushed with rage, she ignored her mom completely. "Mrs. Brown, I don’t know why you’d invite Miss Johnson into the group, but there’s something I think you really should know."
Then she went and dropped the bomb—how years ago, Amelia Johnson allegedly mixed peanut powder into her makeup, giving her an allergic reaction and making her the laughingstock of the night.
“So tell me, Mrs. Brown, do you really think someone with that kind of character belongs in Furong?”
Angela jumped in to back her daughter up, nodding earnestly. “I still remember it clearly. You had to stay home and missed multiple classes. I was seriously worried sick!”
As she spoke, her eyes reddened, and right on cue, her emotions made the whole thing feel like a big deal.
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