Chapter 13

Elizabeth was dumbfounded. How aggressive! Amelie used to grovel in front of her and tried to please her. But she actually dared to hit her.

“Amelie, you dare to hit me!”

“Do I need to pick a day?” Amelie felt very comfortable. In the past, Elizabeth humiliated Amelie as she loved Lamont and dared not offend her. Amelie had long wanted to teach her a lesson.

Lamont pulled Elizabeth over to take a closer look. A clear palm print was printed on her fair and tender face. Lamont immediately felt distressed when he saw it.

When Elizabeth saw this, she deliberately provoked Lamont and sobbed delicately.

When Lamont heard Elizabeth crying, his eyes darkened. “Amelie, don’t go too far! You will only make me hate you even more!”

burst of disgust for no reason. How confident was Lamont to think that she would still have any expectations

by Lamont. She pulled Lamont’s sleeve, acting like a spoiled child, and immediately sneered, “Lamont, I don’t care.

and then looked at Amelie, who was arrogant and not far away from him. A nasty thought emerged in his mind. If she were

he looked at

“What?”

He slowly walked over like a cold and steady childe. Elizabeth’s eyes were instantly filled

she saw him walk past her and

angry that she gritted

forward and asked in a voice that

I

room, Aaron thought that something had happened. However, just as he arrived at the bathroom, he saw the siblings

looked at Lamont with dissatisfaction. “If Mr. Byron can’t give

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