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The Lost Memory HeiressThe Lost Memory Heiress
โดย: Isabelle Mitchell

Chapter 68 Phony Bitch

Sarah instantly looked over and put on an innocent face. "Is there anything about me that displeases you, Feodora?" "Yes, I can't stand your hypocritical facade. Just standing next to you, I smell the stench from your body. "Also, don't call me in such an intimate word. You haven't even married my brother yet!" Feodora had been holding back, but now that Sarah had spoken up, she couldn't contain herself any longer. "I... I'm sorry." Sarah's eyes welled up with tears as she quickly apologized. "Why are you crying? I didn't hit you! Stop being so fake!" Feodora raised her voice. "I..." Sarah immediately clung to Ronald's sleeve and hid behind him. She looked scared. "Who are you putting on this act for?" Feodora's disgust grew with every passing moment, and she stepped forward to pull Sarah out from behind her brother. Ronald, however, stood up and blocked Feodora's path.

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