Chapter 385

Ellinor strolled into the living room with a polite smile on her face. Mr. Arnold, Mrs. Mendoza, long time no see.

Mr. Arnold?

At the sound of this, Arnold, who already looked like he’d swallowed a lemon, looked even more tense. What did you call me?

Ellinor seated herself on a solitary couch, some distance away from them. She accepted the coffee a maid brought her, took a sip, and said, I called you Mr. Arnold. Is there a problem? Aren’t you Mr. Arnold?

Arnold wasn’t her biological father, nor had he done much of anything fatherlike. After shipping her off to the sticks, he’d pretty much disappeared from

her life

where you came from and even deny me as your

an eyebrow. “How I became Mrs. Blanchet? Seems like you’ve

I know tool Ellinor, there’s no such thing as a secret that stays secret forever. Stop playing innocent and own up to your mistakes. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll forgive you, for

Sheila, why exactly are you

hers had been taken from her. “Your house? Ellinor, you’ve got some nerve!

to play peacemaker. “Ellinor, why won’t you listen to reason? We already know you took Sheila’s place and married Mr. Blanchet. You can’t hide it anymore! Just kneel down and

about this?”

counter–question seemed like an admission of

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