Chapter 710

She heard that Leda’s son was still single.

He was just a cripple. Couldn’t even stand on his own.

Leda was surprised when Joie took the initiative to reach out. She raised an eyebrow and asked, “Meeting? Didn’t you refuse to have anything to do with me before? Aren’t you afraid the Salters will give you trouble?”

Joie bit her lip as if she had been slapped. Leda on the other end of the line had already hung up.

“Bang!”

After consecutive setbacks, Joie could no longer suppress her emotions. She swung her hand violently.

Bottles and jars on the coffee table were scattered all over the floor.

The Salter Mansion.

A bright red sports car pulled up, and Zella got out, carrying her daughter.

The servant nodded indifferently, “Ms. Zella.”

Zella’s daughter was remarkably beautiful, but she had always been frail. Her pale face was hidden in Zella’s arms, her tiny, careful eyes peering out, like a timid fawn.

had been engaged for so many years, and even had a child, but still hadn’t married. It was clear that

to the servant’s attitude

her medicine, and fell into a

the bedroom, Zella saw Leda ascending the

“Madam.”

glanced at Zella

has improved a lot. The doctor said she could have surgery when she turns seven, and she’ll be

birth and later found to have heart problems. Over the years, she was practically a regular at the

since she’s about to

second child?

“Madam, Marcel and I aren’t married yet. We should

five years, Marcel hadn’t mentioned anything about getting

fiancée, and the servants were somewhat respectful towards

fiancée. The servants noticed that her relationship with Marcel was mediocre,

mansion, she felt like a caged canary. From dawn to dusk, she either took care

came home, and they hardly spent time

caught the subtext. “Your daughter is frail. If you can’t have a

face turned pale, and she clenched her fists tightly.

healthy child, I’ll make Marcel marry you immediately. Think about it.”

Leda went upstairs.

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