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Chapter 198
Chapter 198 She slapped her hard.
Audrey changed into her own clothes and removed her makeup.
Calmed down my emotions, ready to leave.
The door of the changing room was suddenly pushed open from the outside. Mabel, who had just finished hosting, walked in.
In the instant when their four eyes met, a flicker passed through Mabel’s eyes.
She lowered her head, walked up to Audrey, and said timidly, “You left suddenly, and the head teacher asked me to take over your role. Can you please not blame me?”All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.
Audrey looked at Mabel with a cold expression, “You've been planning this for a long time, haven't you?” Mabel shook her head, “I didn’t, Audrey, you’ve misunderstood me greatly!” Audrey scoffed with a cold laugh.
Not wanting to say anything more to Mabel, | was about to leave when Mabel suddenly whispered, “I didn’t expect you to care so much about Sterling!”
Audrey suddenly turned around, her eyes sharp and piercing as she glared at Mabel, “So it was you who was behind all this!” Mabel tugged at the corner of her mouth, “I don’t know what you’re
talking about-”
Before she could finish speaking. Audrey suddenly raised her hand and, with a smack, hit Mabel in the face.
Mabel stumbled, falling to the ground, her forehead hitting the corner of a nearby cabinet.
Audrey looked down at Mabel with a cold gaze. “You were able to fabricate a lie about Sterling’s car accident to deceive me, you must have known that Sterling wouldn’t show up tonight. And the only person who could know Sterling’s movements is Corbin.”
a “You thought working for Corbin would earn you a second glance? Don't be so naive!”
Mabel, clutching her swollen cheek, head hung low, her voice trembling yet angry, said, “I never wanted anything in return from Corbin. | just can’t stand your fickleness. You clearly only like Corbin, yet you’re getting close to Sterling. | just can’t stand people like you who are so indecisive...”
Audrey bent down, gripping Mabel’s collar with both hands, her eyes. half-closed and coldly said, “If you joke about Sterling's life and death again, I'll make sure you can’t get by at Elsa Noble High School!”
After Audrey left with a cold expression, Mabel stood up from the ground.
She walked up to the window and said to the person quietly recording a video outside, “Have you finished recording?” “Recorded.”
Mabel sneered, tugging at the corner of her lip. She would like to see who would make whom unable to survive! 26.72%
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Inside a psychological therapy room
Sterling closed his eyes, his eyebrows unconsciously furrowed. The woman’s gentle voice echoed in his ear, “What did you see when you entered the luxurious mansion?”
“The servants, dressed in uniform, bowed in unison, addressing me as ‘Young Master’... An old man with a cane descended from upstairs, his eyes sharp. The moment he saw me, tears streaked down his aged face. He said to me...
“What was said?” The young boy’s sword-like eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter, his forehead breaking out in a dense sweat. His thin lips
moved, but no words came out. After several attempts, the woman noticed something was wrong. She snapped her fingers by his ear, “Take a deep breath, and slowly walk out of the manor.
A few seconds later, the young boy abruptly opened his eyes. He sat up from the treatment chair, gasping for air. “That’s enough for now, your current state isn’t right, it’s not suitable for further hypnosis!”
The woman stood up, took off her white coat, removed her glasses, revealing a pair of beautiful blue eyes. As if she thought of something, she leaned in seductively towards the young man, “However, your mental state seems to be much better than before. If it were before, knowing that you are not the biological son of Gabriel and Allison, you might have lost control!”
The woman propped up her chin, a bewitching smile on her face, “I wonder if it has anything to do with the girl who called you earlier?”
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Sterling’s sharp, handsome profile suddenly tensed, his narrow, dark eyes coldly sweeping over the woman, “Who called me?”