Chapter 71: You'll Regret Losing Me

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Wayne Bailey held an English-style coffee cup and inadvertently found a gold chain from a drawer. The chain's pendant had an engraving of the Holy Grail and the Queen. When he opened the lid, he saw a noble and elegant portrait.

Felicia Sullivan's smile was serene, her long hair held in a princess bun, showcasing distant elegance.

Three years ago, Felicia drunkenly took him to the beach.

She wore a white, one-shoulder, long dress and looked effortlessly graceful in the night wind.

Her fair and slender arm...holding his big hand as they walked on the deserted beach.

Her high heels were rudely stuffed into his precious suit pockets-

[I can see right through you men, you're all hypocrites, you act one way and think another, and you actually think of me like that? I can get angry-]

He thought she would cry the next second.