That man immediately corrected his remark. “Yes, yes, yes. It must be my bad memory. It wasn’t you, but Ferdinand. How could Mozart, do something like that?”

Mozart,

Alex

Everyone looked amazed.

Mozart, said with a smile, “Alright! That was me!”

Mozart,

Alex

But then again, which teenager wasn’t frivolous?

Through the years of youth, embarrassing experiences were no stranger to them. How could they grow otherwise?

“Speaking of which, Madam Quigley, who taught us English in junior high, looked very fierce when she beat someone. I was accidentally caught red-handed that time, and she almost broke my leg.”

The man laughed heartily. “I know, right? She was old and ferocious.”

The people next to Mozart, looked extremely envious since they had such a history with the immortal Mozart,. It was enough to make himself proud, and he could even brag about it to his descendants.

Mozart,

Alex

Mozart,

Alex

time to time. If they could

Mozart,

Alex

Mozart,

Alex

Mozart,

Alex

Mozart, was

Mozart,

Alex

***

with a sea of people. All

well aware of the

However, at that moment…

Rockefeller Manor, and on it stood

than Ancestor Miller. He was an

Mozart, could see her, he would probably be shocked, he was familiar with this

Mozart,

Alex

Rockefeller of the

was totally different from the woman Mozart,

Mozart,

Alex

aura all over her body, and her speech and expressions emanated the vibe

That’s Mozart, Rockefeller! He’s not Mozart, Miller from your Miller family! He has been deceiving

Mozart,

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