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... my father. Who would have thought that all this was just a play staged by Elia Parker to compete for the Carter family’s fortune!
Ignoring mother and daughter, Emily tried to suppress her anger and squat down to pick up the scattered flyers on the ground one by one.
As she was picking up the flyers, Iris Carter smirked sinisterly, walked past casually, and said, “Mother, let’s go, or we’ll be late!”
Having said that, Iris walked past Emily.
“Ah – it hurts -” As Emily ...
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