Super Wife’s Three Babies

Chapter 122 Death Anniversary

“Look at that guy in the video. Isn’t that the son of the owner of the Roberts Company, Ben Roberts?”

“That makes sense. Rumor has it that Ben is a playboy. I guess they’re right; he doesn’t even go easy on married women!”

“Well, what do you know? You can tell that Anna’s coquettish, dissolute, and cheap. Playboys don’t like the conservative ones but women who like to have fun and are open-minded!”

Listening to all the discussions that were taking place, Anna turned to the screen with her vacant-looking eyes. She almost passed out because of shock when she saw that video clip.

At this point, her eyes were quivering on her extremely terrified face. The sweet and happy look on her face earlier had completely disappeared.

It was almost her instinctive action to run toward the screen and yell, “Who did this? Someone, please take it down right now!”

listened to her. Meanwhile, the crowd was either chuckling silently, adding fuel to the fire, or whispering.

“What’s going on?”

service

was complete chaos in the event hall, and Olivia took this opportunity to walk up to the podium

gifts, but I have to tell you that I’m not being too much given what someone did to me. Today’s the tenth anniversary of my mother’s passing. I don’t force my relatives to visit her on this day but avoiding any large-scale parties is the least one can do. Is today Hugo and Anna’s wedding anniversary? I’m afraid it’s not. They had it today on purpose. When I was visiting my mother earlier, I received a provocative phone call from

she spoke, she took out her phone and found the recording. She then pressed the play button, and everyone could clearly hear Anna’s provocative voice: “Did you go tomb-sweeping for that dead mom of yours? Are you still wondering why we haven’t been there before? Stop dreaming that we’ll visit her grave. Who do you think she is

everyone heard every single word that she

shocked, there

can’t believe she would say such things on the

the Maxwell Family has ever swept

course, it is. How could they throw a party on the anniversary of her death? If it was me, I wouldn’t be able to take

say such things even if she didn’t want to go tomb-sweeping. It’s no wonder