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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 520: Indefinable Explanation

Albert Brown's eyes were deep, and he glanced inside the car. Amelia Sanchez was definitely asleep; they both knew she was probably just too tired.

"You don't have to agree. With your abilities, your chances of success are high, so it's not necessary..."

Albert Brown didn't wait for Oliver Foster to finish speaking and was about to kneel down on one knee.

Oliver Foster immediately supported Albert Brown: "Quickly, get up."

Albert Brown looked up: "I hope I can make up for your loss like this. I know it's not enough, but I can't be without Amelia."

Oliver Foster forcibly helped Albert Brown get up: "Today, even if your parents were here asking you to kneel, you wouldn't, right?"

Albert Brown got up without saying anything.

Oliver Foster glanced at the quiet car and then looked at Albert Brown: "Whether it's me or you staying by Amelia's side, it's the same for me. I indeed feel resentful of losing to you, but I accept my fate.