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The Daily Chronicles Of Mrs. Brown's Multiple Identities

After her flash marriage, Amelia Sanchez now had a kept man, who eventually turned out to be the Brown family's most profligate second son, Albert Brown. The next day, Cloud City's wealthy lady, Mrs. Brown, approached Amelia Sanchez with a stony face. Before she could throw out the cheque, she saw Amelia Sanchez calmly take out a card. "I'll give you 10 million for you to leave your son." Mrs. Brown, "???" After they got married, Amelia Sanchez arranged to meet with an online celebrity who had been her online friend for many years. She sat in the living room, fretting over how to hide this identity of hers and find an excuse to avoid Albert Brown. Meanwhile, Albert Brown, "Amelia, I'm going on a cruise ship with my friends for a few days. I won't be coming back." Amelia Sanchez's eyes lit up and she nodded. "Uh-huh, I'm going on a business trip too." Two days later, Amelia Sanchez and her online buddy agreed to meet up in a private room. The moment she entered, Albert Brown looked up and their eyes met, "..." 'So, my online buddy has always been my husband all this while.' Amelia Sanchez could feel herself getting torn apart in disbelief.

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Chapter 303: Better to Call Off Ten Marriages

The people who came Amelia Sanchez didn't recognize, however, as soon as they entered, Donald Campbell immediately exchanged pleasantries with them and invited them to sit down. Amelia could tell their identity from the interaction.

As one of the middle-aged men took his seat, he sized up Mrs. Brown, who didn't quite like it.

On the other hand, a young man simply nodded at Amelia Sanchez.

As soon as Tania Lincoln saw this, she realized that the young man must be of high status, and took the initiative to toast him just as Donald Campbell sat down.

Donald Campbell's face suddenly became gloomy.

The two men were a little surprised but didn't refuse.

"Well, let me use this opportunity to introduce myself to Miss Sanchez."

Amelia Sanchez looked at him: "Sorry, but I don't drink."

"Elder sister, how can you be like this? Don't you drink? You clearly do."

Tania Lincoln went around the table, poured Amelia Sanchez a glass of wine, and pulled her hand to hold up the wine glass.