Don't Mess with the Rock Chicks by F BOY’s DOLL

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The next day, Viona was woken up by Sophie.

Originally, she was going to sleep until the afternoon, but she slept too late last night.

While sleeping soundly, Sophie came to pat on Viona’s door, panicked: “Jolene seems to be drowned!”

“Like?” Viona put on a cotton jacket and looked at her with a frown.

“That Nicole called the police, but Jolene has not been found so far. I heard that her clothes were found in the lake. Viona, Jolene didn’t really drown, did she?” Sophie’s voice trembled.

Viona looked at her: “Call, give you a megaphone, you stand at the gate of our Gellar Family and shout.”

Sophie just closed the door, her back pressed against the door panel, shaking almost unsteadily: “What if she really died?”

“Aren’t you usually very daring? Why are you cowarding now? You were the one who said you would drown her yesterday, and you are the one who is afraid of dying now…”

“Why am I going to drown her, I’m not trying to vent your anger on you…” Sophie was about to cry.

“Who told you to vent your anger on me? You haven’t caused me too much trouble?” Viona looked at her frightened half- death look, and the more she looked at her, the more angry

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cried, “Then what do we do now?

pronounced the name, she and Sophie shuddered at the same time.

on the door at this time, Sophie trembled in fright, and rushed towards Viona, hiding behind her.

pushing her away in

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is looking for

Evert, Bowen Evert,” said the servant.

screamed in horror,

up!” Viona wanted to slap her, she turned her head to look at Sophie, who was pale with fright, and hated that she could not make steel: “Usually you will talk, but when it comes to critical moments, you will be cowardly, if you wait

face, “I’m

up what happened last night again.” Viona lowered her voice and squeezed Sophie’s arm and instructed: “No matter who comes to ask in the

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a deep breath, pinched the skirt of her

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