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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 410: Let's Get a Divorce Then

Oliver Foster turned around and left with Amelia Sanchez, and the bullet screen quickly appeared, Amelia was so lucky, and Oliver was so excellent!

Albert Brown stared at his phone and looked out the window.

Fabiola Turner said to Albert Brown, "If you like, I can go and talk to her."

Fabiola Turner was the heiress of Turner Corporation, and she was distantly related to Mrs. Brown.

Fabiola Turner was twenty-three years old, young and beautiful, and highly educated.

Mrs. Brown liked her and thought she could be a daughter-in-law for the Brown family.

Fabiola Turner had been around for two days, and Albert Brown had nothing to say to her, but she liked Albert Brown and would not give up.

Albert Brown looked at Fabiola Turner, "I don't like you; you look simple, but you're not on the inside, so we're not suitable for each other, don't meddle in my affairs or try to be clever, get lost!"

Albert Brown put away his phone and got out of bed.