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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 452: What to Exchange With

Mrs. Brown was summoned to the Police Station, she looked a bit confused but probably had some idea of what was going on.

Mrs. Brown has been quite worried for the past two days, spending them in constant anxiety. When the police summoned her, she knew it had something to do with the case, but she didn't intend to confess. As long as she didn't confess, she wouldn't be in trouble.

The police brought Mrs. Brown into the interrogation room, which made her even more nervous. Mrs. Brown had basic common sense, and if it was just a routine inquiry, she wouldn't be taken into the interrogation room; it could be done outside.

Once inside the interrogation room, she couldn't leave before forty-eight hours.

Mrs. Brown became emotional, "Why did you bring me here? I am not feeling well, I have an illness, I have depression, you can't treat me like this, I am afraid of confined spaces."

The policeman sat down impatiently, "You won't be here for too long."