Mary and Penelope had grown accustomed to the lifestyle of socialites, yet Ashlyn’s appearance had ruined their fairytale lives in an instant.

That b*tch is an absolute jinx! She carries bad luck everywhere she goes!

Just then, Ryan arrived at the dark room and looked at the elderly woman guarding the door. “Open it!”

The woman hesitated briefly before following his orders.

Light suddenly illuminated the dark room, and Mary instinctively flinched and shielded her eyes from the glare.

“Have you come to get us, Ryan?” Upon recognizing Ryan, Mary hurriedly stood up and supported Penelope to her feet. She added, “Penelope’s sick. She’s running a fever. Take us away from this place.”

“I’m here to ask you something,” Ryan asked while looking down at Mary. His cold expression lacked any hint of brotherly affection.

Stunned, Mary asked, “About what?”

to play in the backyard of the Count’s Mansion all the time. You even made a flower crown for me out of

from our past.

why can’t you?” Frostily, Ryan continued, “I even remember you have a birthmark over your left waist.

us. How can I bare such a spot for you?” At the same time, Mary stared at Ryan in

something? But that’s impossible.

a brow and drawled, “We grew up together and were very close.

can it? It has always been there. How can it suddenly disappear? Why don’t you head back first? I-I’ve been here for so long, and I’m absolutely filthy. After Mom lets Penelope and me

was no such birthmark on her body, but if Ryan insisted she had one, by hook by crook, she would make

fact, Mary was already contemplating methods to create a

best option was to buy herself as much time as she could to

and dropped the topic. “All

the dark room, and the metal door slammed heavily

was flabbergasted. He’s leaving? What about Penelope and me? What was all that talk

his room with a

was so cold it could freeze

I was just testing Mary, and she actually

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