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You Think I Won't Talk?

Elizabeth, a girl with an unusual personality is reincarnated into the body of a mute woman in what appeared to be medieval times. However, the people surrounding her seemed familiar. She had transmigrated as the dead villainess's older sister in a +19-rated novel she read long ago in her past life. Marianne, the previous owner of the body, had a tragic past. Abused by his obsessed older brother and little sister, the part of her soul left in the body doesn't give Elizabeth freedom. Now she will discover the truth behind Marianne's condition, experience unknown feelings, and recall her past to overcome these new difficulties. 'I'm gonna go crazy...how is it that this girl didn't even have her name mentioned in the novel?... some authors really are idiots...' _________________________________ Give some love to my other book too ^^~ • Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night's Lure * To find my book you have to either search the title or my pen name. It will not show on my profile. _________________________________ TAGS: #R18 #SlowPaced, #Romance, #Smut, #Medieval, #Trauma, #Father&Daughter... (Sigh... so many tags... do emphasise #SlowPaced ^^) _________________________________ This is an original Story ^^ Author: XimenoideX

XimenoideX · 奇幻言情
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592 Chs

Chapter 534

"Alright." — He said, placing no mind in my request and asking nothing about it as if ending that matter to start another. — "Then, I take it, it is now that we are on our own that you find it an opportune time to let myself know about it."

"Yes, you are correct."

"We do have little opportunities to meet. It was now or too ahead in the future that we would be able to converse about this."

"Haha…" — 'He's sharp…'

"There is still some time to arrive where your father asked me to escort you. Perhaps we could talk a little more?"

"But of course. That would be perfect."

"Then, could you tell me how you came up with the idea of carrying a stack? I heard it was yourself who designed it, as well as the flower accessories. Mother is hoping for your business to settle so she can buy a piece."

"Oh, yet Madame Fannie Moody is helping myself with that…"

"Mother is a tad fixated on the idea of visiting you so a special piece can be crafted."