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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 182: Celebration Banquet

From a distance, they couldn't hear what Tania Lincoln and the man were saying. They just saw the man give Tania Lincoln a sum of money, and Tania gladly accepted it.

Someone sneaked up to try to get closer to hear what they were saying, but at that moment, the man turned around and left, almost bumping into that person.

Frightened and sweating cold, by the time he looked back, Tania Lincoln had already gotten up and left in another direction. Having no choice, he could only follow her.

At night at home, while Amelia Sanchez was in the bathroom, Albert Brown received a report from his men about this incident, and his eyes darkened. "Any photos?"

"It was too dark, and that person had his back to us, so we couldn't see his face clearly. But we did take some photos."

Albert Brown narrowed his eyes, a trace of irritation flickering in his deep black pupils.

Couldn't see the face? Was he prepared?