The moment she saw the bank card, Maggie, who was just speaking sternly out of a sense of justice, suddenly turned pale.

At first, Neera didn’t notice anything amiss. It was only after hearing Wrenn’s words that she understood.

“Isn’t this the card I gave you last night? You still have the nerve to argue?”

Neera felt her face flush and then pale as if she had been slapped hard.

She had already unilaterally cut ties with these two people.

Yet they had come here, freeloading and deceiving, stealing and lying, all because of her relationship with the Beauvort family, as well as their relationship with her.

They had engaged in such disgraceful acts under her name. How could she possibly remain still?

At that moment, she was clutching the bank card so tightly that the sharp edges were cutting into her palm, but she was completely oblivious to it.

“What else do you have to say now?” Her voice was icy cold as if each word was being squeezed out from between her teeth.

A shiver ran through Maggie, and she dared not look at her. Her eyes darted around, her panic clearly

visible.

She was unwilling to admit her mistake, still pondering over a way to absolve herself.

“Even this card doesn’t prove anything. Who knows, maybe someone saw an opportunity and stole my card.”

She was rambling on carelessly, her anxiety apparent. Anyone who heard her wouldn’t believe a word of her nonsense.

“Exactly! I remember now. I lost my card! No wonder I couldn’t find it all day. I… I went to that brat’s room just to look for this bank card…”.

items weren’t stolen by you, I’ll hand them over to the police for fingerprint identification. On these items, apart from the original owner’s fingerprints, whoever’s fingerprints are left will be

but everyone here can

taken aback. She hadn’t even considered

Neera’s words, she panicked immediately and

not? What are you worried about?”

her words out, her anxiety causing her to break out in a

running out of patience. She pulled out her phone, ready to

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it, I might as well call the police directly. Let them handle this matter, including the fact that you hit my precious child

no longer

snatch the

give her any chance at all. Without the slightest courtesy, he lifted his foot

in pain, stumbled, and fell to

never hit women, so he didn’t use much force in this

now, rolling around on the ground

watched with indifference, showing absolutely

hands on her precious ones, made her wish she could

not endure any longer. Her eyes were

within my power, but since you refuse to appreciate my efforts, don’t blame me for being impolite. It’s only

speaking, she tapped on her phone screen, ready to

time, Maggie was completely

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fearful of Jean, who seemed like a formidable figure akin to the Grim Reaper. She dared not

fault… I was just… just too anxious. Your adoptive father’s health is not good, and I was afraid I wouldn’t have the money to

heard a hilarious joke, the corner of her lips curling up

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