"Why are you suddenly so clingy?"

Sylvia pushed Poppy away and suggested, “Let's go. I'll treat you to lunch.”

The film and television base was crowded.

There were two streets with restaurants and food stalls. At night, there was a night market on the two streets where many things were sold. Sylvia wore a windbreaker and sunglasses. Her eyes were hidden, but her delicate chin could be seen.

The breeze lifted the hemline of her windbreaker, making her look bright and brave.

Poppy wore a long-sleeved dress. She stopped wearing the punk outfit that she used to wear.

Since she was young, her dress made her girlish. Although wearing a blue mask, her watery eyes were exposed.

Evidently, they both were good-looking. Once they appeared, many passersby and the stall owners were attracted.

Sylvia just wanted to cheer up Poppy. "What do you want to eat? It's on me."

Poppy was still young, so she was childish.

Sylvia's words made Poppy's eyes light up. "Sylvia, I want some skewers, fried spring rolls, and deep-fried dumplings."

"We'll have all of them." Sylvia beamed at her.

The Evans family's villa.

Neve sat with her legs crossed while munching some potato chips, looking leisurely and triumphant.

this, so she walked to sit next to Neve.

the trash can and darted a glance at her. "Eddie's family is broken now.

played a small trick, but Eddie was too stupid to

his ambition and made the

her husband and driving a wedge between

did, Neve would focus

then, the old Evans had to choose between his

thought, Neve gazed at the green

plant with too many branches. Neve

told her Neve was behind the incident that Eddie harmed her grandfather. Suddenly, she was enlightened, gripping Neve's arm tensely.

old man deserves to die with his secret.” Neve looked steelier.

her daughter's hand to console

Hospital.

there when Neve and Tiffany

breathtaking face in surprise, thinking he

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Neve said with a smile. Franklin lowered his eyes with a smile to cover

it to him. "Franklin, I know you misunderstand me, but I'll participate in International Piano Competition soon. Could

looked at her

nervous, her eyes reddening. “I did something and made you change your impression of me. For my

tone was sincere and pitiful.

Franklin would refuse her, he took the

eyes in disbelief, tears almost dropping from her eyes. Probably she was

at the old Evans

as excited as Tiffany, he said to Franklin, “Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Maskelyne." "You are welcome, Mr. Evans.” Franklin

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