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Chapter 192

Stephan thought, "Why should I care if you're cold?" Abbie's expression froze, her face pale as Stephan's distant and indifferent attitude hit her. It was cold and heartless. She had no choice but to use her trump card, cautiously saying, "Mr. Russell, you promised to compensate me..." Her voice was soft, and Felicia didn't hear what she said as there was some distance between them. From her perspective, she could only see the beauty with tears in her eyes, making her seem even more pitiable. The night wind lifted the hem of Stephan's coat as he turned around, looking at Abbie, still a few steps away. His lips curved into a faint, almost mocking smile. "Ms. Finch, I admire your ambition to climb up the ladder. But am I too merciful, allowing you the courage to deceive me? And where do you get the nerve to claim you are my fiancée?" Abbie's face turned ghostly pale. Did she just get caught saying those words to Felicia? That was not the main issue. The real problem was the earlie

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