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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 361: What to do

Amelia Sanchez looked at David Lincoln's handsome face and thought about the clever and capable Charlotte Lincoln, unable to understand how David could be so unskilled.

Amelia tried to persuade him: "David."

"Hm."

David was cold and resentful.

Amelia wondered if David hated her.

"Don't you worry about your sister at all? Don't you want to stand by her and support her? If you were as capable as Harrison Chase, no one would dare to mess with your sister even if she did nothing.

But look at your sister now. Harrison happened to be there by chance, but what if he wasn't? What if there was no Harrison Chase?

You can't shoulder the responsibility. Your sister has to work with her sick body, and she will die from exhaustion. What would you do when she's gone? Cry at her grave?"

"..."

David looked coldly at Amelia: "I did it all for you, and you're still blaming me?"

"... I know you did it for me, but I don't like it either. I prefer men with abilities."