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?”

is fine with

of coffee and handed

“For Lucy and Ophelia.”

“OK.”

sparkling eyes and felt that it was not so

the coffee, turned around, and walked

a large cup of

the coffee

cup and turned

was passing by Palmer

lose her balance and splashed the

“Ah!”

the ground, and the hot coffee was poured on

and Norah.

“What?”

steadied herself, she covered her mouth and apologized, “I’m

angry that her face turned dark, and Norah jumped

coffee.

wore light summer clothes. And the hot coffee poured

their bodies. It hurt.

did this on purpose, right?” Palmer glared at Zayla and shouted angrily. “You are deliberately taking

you.”

shook her head

it on purpose. Didn’t

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

people.”

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