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?”

cook pasta, and casually said, “Just an ordinary person,

not long ago.”

this is the city center. Every inch of

slightly while washing the vegetables. Inch was living in a townhouse? Thinking back to his words, it seemed

I remembered the lavish villa he took me to when I was unconscious. That villa was extravagant and luxurious, something Maxwell

own.

attire and demeanor did not seem to match that of a

some heir.

been financed by his 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, otherwise Inch

spend lavishly on his friends–Inch’s friend was indeed someone

naturally branched out into various topics

Only

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have any more children after that. You were married to Idris for two years and finally got pregnant, but then

you the one who always despised talking about having

and, with her mouth full of orange as

time to eat,” I said, finishing the last dish and placing