Love at First Novel by Gu Lingfei

Matriarch Farrell: “I asked my assistant to investigate, and he took the photo.”

Kathryn wanted to pick up the photos and look at them again, but Matriarch Farrell said to her, “You are not married yet, so don’t look at those photos. There is no need to stain your eyes.”

Kathryn: “I’m almost 30 years old, so I can’t protect myself from it. But wait until I finish my marshmallows and candied haws, so as not to vomit.”

Matriarch Farrell: “…”

“Mom, I took a quick look just now. The photo was so clear. Did Shiloh deliberately open the window for others to take pictures? I think she might have guessed that Mom would investigate her, so she deliberately allowed Mom’s people to take clear pictures. People who really have an affair will keep it a secret. I think Shiloh did it on purpose because she wanted revenge. If they had kept it a secret, Mom wouldn’t know.”

Matriarch Farrell said coldly, “Whether she did it intentionally or unintentionally, I can’t spare her if she does such a thing.”

Matriarch Farrell said bitterly, “Your father can’t let go of her either. I didn’t expect Shiloh to be such a person. I have loved her for more than twenty years in vain. I only have a daughter. I didn’t know that she was not my biological child before. Although I felt that she was not like her in every aspect, I didn’t think much about it.

her, but her performance is always unsatisfactory. I thought it was because your father’s genes were bad, which caused the daughter I gave birth to not to be as smart and capable as

driven away in the first place. The Farrell family should no longer have her. I was

Farrell admitted that

that. After all, you’ve been raising her for more than 20 years.

been treating you poorly in the past two

and said, “You can’t eat more gracefully; look at you; you have turned into a spotted cat again; and you are being bullied

people look down on Kathryn, the real young mistress of the Farrell family, because she grew up

the real daughter of the Farrell family, she was still a country bumpkin

chat with the bosses she knew, but most of the time she was eating and drinking. The style of her evening dress was also very ordinary, unlike those who

you. I know that you’re outwardly harsh on me and scold me

happily, “You’re indeed my

but once she came back, she could understand her