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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 372: Regret

Amelia Sanchez sat down, waiting for everyone to quiet down. Georgia Meyer and Oscar Wright sat to the left and right of her.

Little Roundface was already there. Amelia Sanchez glanced at him, and he nodded.

Amelia adjusted the microphone: "I know what you're most interested in is CEO Brown's video. People like to see others in distress, so the world is never short of chaos. Otherwise, life would be so boring with calm waters!"

"Miss Sanchez, what do you mean? Are you mocking us?" A female reporter stood up, clearly targeting Amelia.

"Assistant, please escort her out."

Amelia pressed the microphone once and said.

The other party immediately became angry: "Miss Sanchez, what do you mean? Didn't we come here to ask questions?"

"You can ask, but I won't accept targeted questions. Besides, to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, please understand. Get her out. I don't want to see her."

"..."

Someone escorted the woman out, causing some chaos.