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Chapter 355 A Poor Young Girl

Katherine was not even looking at Frances.

Before, she had been eagerly yearning to see Frances trapped herself in distress, which she thought was merely a matter of time.

But now, she didn't feel joy nor any sorrow to see Frances falling into such dilemma.

She was still leading her life as usual, and what happened on Frances did not change her days even a single bit.

After all, she had a store to look after now, and thus had no time to waste on dealing with Frances.

Sitting for a while, Frances chose to wait no more and left the store.

Margaret went to clean up the table, and then turned back to Katherine, "She hasn't taken a single drip of the coffee."

Katherine smiled, "I knew it."

Frances was a woman sensitive about her dignity and reputation, and would never accept anything from her so easily.

For Katherine, that would be better, since it meant that she would never come to her place anymore.

Leaving the store, Frances had no where else to go.

The Masons had rented an apartment for Frances. Although they didn't say so in a straightforward manner, they were meant to let her move out in case she got the whole family in trouble.

Distressed by the online public opinion, she had spent these days all alone in the apartment, 

She had phoned many people, but no one seemed to answer her call, as if those who used to admire her had disappeared after the thing happened.

Standing by the road for a while, she hailed a taxi, and headed to the address of the Hendersons' Company.

She was pondering over what to do next along her way there.

The Grants had officially announced the divorce between her and Khalid to the public, and, in passing, explained that Khalid had nothing to do with the lady in the hospital.

Although Frances scoffed at the explanation, sadly, there was nothing she could do.

The taxi drove along to the front door of the Hendersons' Company. Getting out of the car, Frances didn't head into the company directly. Instead, she entered a restaurant opposite the company.

She took her seat by the window, where she could clearly see what was going on around the company.

Then, she gave Clara a call. 

 Clara answered the phone with a clear voice, "Hello, aunt Frances. Is

 Clara. Are you occupied

now? I'm sorry, but I'm a little busy at

 Frances, in a delighted tone, "Besides,

aunt Frances. But I'm just being too busy these days. Something goes wrong with our supply chain, and I've been working overtime for the past few days. To be honest, I'm almost driven crazy by

irreproachable from top

she agreed, "I understand, Clara. You can just work on your

the phone, sitting there

employees began constantly

one to the other, she failed to find out

were all gone, and still there were no signs

the company working on her

on the door of Katherine's dessert house, and the two ladies were

 in haste, "Sorry, but we

eyes fixed on the man and continued, "What brings you here,

a thin smile, "And now, even you

 laughed, "No, don't get me wrong.

 Marshall said, "I'm really starving with no idea what

here this morning. She wanted to contact you, and wished to see

 hummed, "Well, doesn't she? It's pretty much

and both I and she have consensus

smiling face,

 in such a dilemma. She

got Marshall a cup of coffee and several

few nominal bites at the desserts,

"I heard that you have been invited

be rude if I rejected the personal

Walters is really a big family, and its members never stop intriguing against each other. Just be careful when you chat with them, and respond with a simple smile if you don't know what to

don't have to tell

Grants, she had already learned how to adapt

that Marshall was here merely for lunch,

car, Margaret said, "Seriously? A couple of

 sneered, "He's

work earlier than before, and closed the store after giving it a

to her own house, she took a shower, and got herself dressed. Not after a while, she saw that the Walters' car had

car and found

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