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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 · 现代言情
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526 Chs

Chapter 265: Leaking Anson's Secret Identity

Amelia Sanchez had never seen anyone so reckless, daring to steal such a large amount of data.

"Add money." Amelia temporarily asked for a price increase.

Samuel Coleman asked, "Do you always do this?"

It wasn't about the money, but this was the first time he'd encountered someone like Amelia who unscrupulously raised the price.

"I need manpower. With so many people, it takes time to track them. Do you think I have three heads and six arms?"

"Fine, add money. How much more?"

"Just like what I said."

Amelia shamelessly claimed that with so much data and the Coleman family's money, they wouldn't care about her small fee.

Samuel took out his phone with a helpless smile, "Why don't you marry me, and it's all yours, right?"

"You don't understand. Earning money on my own gives me a sense of accomplishment. You're just too rich. Maybe if you were poor, I'd support you in my old age."

Amelia was just joking, after all, Samuel was her client at the moment.