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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.

Xi Junjun · Urban
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526 Chs

Chapter 383: Hospitalized Due to Illness

"Steak without wine is soulless. If you don't believe me, I can take you to try it."

Amelia Sanchez pointed to the Drunken Immortal Tower behind her.

Oliver Foster glanced over and laughed in both amusement and disbelief, "You're really something!"

"You don't drink wine when you eat steak?"

Amelia Sanchez eyed Oliver Foster curiously.

Oliver Foster smiled, "Not really, I hardly drink. Drinking causes problems."

"You really don't know how to enjoy."

Amelia Sanchez pointed to the Drunken Immortal Tower again: "Are you going or not?"

"But didn't you already eat?" Oliver Foster looked puzzled. He was a bit hungry by this point, but eating alone didn't seem appealing.

"I ate, but I'm not full."

Amelia Sanchez was an honest person. In such a nice place, how could she not fully enjoy it?

"Really?"

Oliver Foster was amused. He walked towards the Drunken Immortal Tower and said, "Fine, let's go, but you're treating."

"Of course."