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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.

Xi Junjun · perkotaan
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526 Chs

Chapter 366: Response

Mother Sanchez leaves, still somewhat worried: "Why do you need to leave? We can take care of Amelia."

"Don't you understand yet? Amelia needs time to calm down, and besides... she's grown up now, she doesn't want to be a third wheel. She's afraid of disturbing our world of two. But my thought isn't about fear of disturbance, I feel... Albert Brown will regret it, and will come back to find Amelia sooner or later. And we being around then will only be troublesome."

Mother Sanchez wonders: "What is Albert thinking? He should clarify this..."

"When young, there's plenty of time, always feels like it can wait, there's no hurry like us old folks, always in a rush, always afraid... Right now, I'm afraid that there's too little time, before you know it, we're old."

Mother Sanchez blushes: "What are you talking about? "

Sebastian Lincoln drives the car: "That's not nonsense, it's worry."