Chapter 139 Put On an Act

Normally, people could donate blood of 0.35 pints to 0.7 pints. If she drew 1.75 pints, she probably would faint.

Norah’s life was precious, and everything about her was precious, but compared to Norah, Zayla was a nobody.

Lucy and Ophelia looked embarrassed.

They were not surprised that Palmer could say something like that, but they didn’t know how to explain it to Zayla…

However, Lincoln remained silent.

His gaze focused on Palmer, emitting extremely terrifying feelings.

Lincoln’s noble and cold vibe was filled with anger.

In the next second, he was about to beat Palmer.

But at this time, Zayla smiled and asked, “Lucy, Ophelia, are you thirsty?”

When Lucy and Ophelia heard Zayla’s words, they were a little stunned.

“There’s a vending machine over there.” With that, Zayla walked towards the machine.

Lincoln frowned and followed.

“Mr. Nash, what would you like to drink?”

fine with

of coffee and handed them

“For Lucy and Ophelia.”

“OK.”

and felt that it was

the coffee, turned

chose a large cup of hot

coffee was

cup and

was passing

lose her

“Ah!”

to the ground, and the hot coffee was poured on

and Norah.

“What?”

herself, she covered her mouth and apologized, “I’m really sorry. I lost

that her face turned dark, and Norah jumped up because

coffee.

light summer

their bodies. It hurt.

Palmer glared at Zayla and shouted angrily. “You are deliberately taking revenge. I want

you.”

her

on purpose. Didn’t I apologize

bullying me, a weak woman? I’m alone, but you have

people.”

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