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

three cups of coffee and

“For Lucy and Ophelia.”

“OK.”

sparkling eyes and felt that it

took the coffee, turned around,

a large cup

the coffee was

held the cup and

passing by Palmer and

pretended to lose her balance and splashed the

“Ah!”

the ground, and the hot coffee

and Norah.

“What?”

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

her face turned dark,

coffee.

summer. All of them wore light summer clothes. And the hot coffee

their bodies. It hurt.

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

you.”

shook her head

do it on purpose. Didn’t I

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

people.”

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