Facade of Love

Chapter 185 Moore’s Only Path Was Suicide

After speaking, Inch adjusted the bags in his hand. Obviously, carrying them for a long time had been somewhat strenuous.

Seeing this, I did not prolong the conversation and nodded in agreement before parting ways with him.

Back at the apartment, Sweety was still holding her phone with a silly smile on her face. Hearing some noise, she looked up at me and said, “What did you buy? Why did it take so long? I thought you decided to give up on me.‘

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I put the things I bought into the kitchen and returned to the living room with a glass of water, telling her, “I ran into a friend on the way, and we chatted for a bit.”

“A friend? Do I know them?” she asked curiously, looking up at me.

“You don’t know him, but he also lives in your complex. I think in Building 65,” I casually replied as I headed back to the kitchen to start cooking.

Sweety tilted her head, suddenly interested. “Building 65? What kind of friend is this that I don’t

know? A rich heir?”

on to cook pasta, and casually said, “Just an ordinary

I met not

and this is the

in a townhouse? Thinking back to his words, it seemed he had just moved there, meaning he had only recently

was unconscious. That villa was

own.

did not seem to match that of a wealthy person. All signs indicated that Inch was not from a wealthy family or

some heir.

friend. What kind of friend would be so generous as to give a friend a house worth millions? Moreover, it seemed they had not known each other for long,

acquaintance, yet willing to spend lavishly on his friends–Inch’s friend was

out into various topics since we had not caught up in

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talking about the Youngs, Sweety said, “The Youngs are really strange. Mr. Liam is in his thirties, right? I heard he only had a daughter and didn’t have any more children after that. You were married to Idris for two years and finally got pregnant, but then you lost the baby. Didn’t Madam Young care

at her, saying, “Since when did you start gossiping about the Youngs? Besides, weren’t you the one who always

of orange as she mumbled, “I’m just

to eat,” I said, finishing the last dish