Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children

Chapter 1100

“Oh, God, why is my sister so observant?”

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Ninian lay on the couch and groaned. She questioned her life for a while.

“What‘s so surprising about it? Even I can tell.” Nerola patted her face with the skincare products. When she heard her whining, she looked at Ninian and smiled, while her eyes were full of teasing. “A silly girl has exposed herself.”

“What?” Ninian seemed lost. When she recalled her conversation from earlier, she suddenly slapped her forehead and screamed , “Ah! There‘s a time difference! Why am I so silly?”

She was supposed to be at the university in Ascrialia, where there was a three–hour difference from where she was. How could she forget?

It was 10:00 pm in her current location, so it should already be midnight in the university. How could her roommates only be getting ready to sleep now?

Her sister had read her based on only one sentence.

Ninian‘s expression darkened, and she looked gloomy.

She was unhappy that she had been outwitted.

currant eyes. She narrowed her eyes slightly, and her

do after

to gain back a sense of superiority

her phone and gave Harold a video call. The phone‘s screen reflected

Harold happened to be meeting a

a large bouquet of roses, he took out a sapphire necklace that he had bought for a high price at the auction. He spoke in an unrestrained and affectionate manner. “Bella , please accept my

dazzled by the : : necklace, and she looked surprised. She was so touched that

charm and said, “I

woman was so

cried.

leaned close to the beautiful woman. His great height made his maneuver even more convenient. The beautiful woman lowered her head shyly and

not secure it no

instantly became

almost froze, and her neck also felt sore from being lowered for too long. Sadly, Young Master Harold was still struggling to

necklace.

expression froze, and just as she was about to speak, Young Master Harold‘s

in relief before she calmly moved out of his arms and said, “Young Master Harold, why

felt slightly angry. He stared at the necklace in his hand, while flames of anger

– eyes.

not just a fastener? He would