Forgive Us, My Dear Sister (The Miraculous Simone Gray)

Chapter 343 She Doesn’t Believe

Salma took a deep breath when she noticed the hair on Simone’s shoulder.

Suppressing her last bit of hesitation, she reached out and lightly patted Simone’s shoulder as if she were brushing off some dust.

Then she quickly grabbed the strand of hair and held it in her hand.

Upon seeing Simone’s gaze, Salma felt a twinge of guilt and said, “I noticed some dust on your clothes, so I thought I’d help you brush it off.”

Simone looked at Salma with a cold stare.

“Is that so? Then why did you take

my hair?”

She grabbed Salma’s hand as she was about to retract it and took the hair back.

When Salma looked at her shoulder with a conflicted expression, Simone realized that something was amiss.

She also noticed the hair on her shoulder.

It wasn’t actually her hair; someone had accidentally brushed it onto her clothes earlier.

But she couldn’t let Salma take it away and potentially harm someone else.

As a geomancer, Simone attached great importance to her hair and blood.

She couldn’t let them remain on her clothes and be taken away by someone.

The reason Simone didn’t stop her initially was to see if Salma would choose to take it.

In the end, Salma did, which surprised Simone but also seemed expected.

Salma was caught off guard and suddenly felt a bit panicked.

She didn’t expect Simone to be so perceptive and notice her small actions.

She awkwardly smiled and said, “I noticed some hair on your clothes, so I wanted to pick it up and throw it away for you.”

Simone looked at her firmly and said, “If you look in the mirror now, you’ll see that your eyes and face betray a sense of guilt, Melinda asked you to take it, didn’t she?”

Being directly exposed by Simone, Salma felt even more embarrassed.

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to take your hair. You’ve misunderstood. I simply saw some dust on your clothes and wanted to help

no longer held any hope

kind of thing would be quite

and said, “Whether I misunderstood or not, you know the truth. very well. You’ve always wondered why I don’t

da, and use it

have the

my enemy? After all that you did, audacity to act superior in front of me. What happened to your dignity?” Salma wouldn’t just randomly grab her hair, which meant

it came to her and Melinda, but now she took

didn’t expect this

caring a long time ago, so she

stated

it, but when she saw the sarcasm and coldness in Simone’s eyes, she

for a moment and said, “Yes, Melinda did ask me to bring her a strand of

might have been cursed before. It’s like being possessed by

long as I give her a strand of your hair, she can ask a geomancy master she knows to perform a ritual to cleanse you of the

look, “I want the old you back; that’s why I agreed. Please, give me back my daughter?” She

cold, and heartless Simone was

you really think I’ve been possessed by something impure? Can’t you even recognize your own daughter?” She found it truly ironic, “Deep down, you know that I’m

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and considerate side of me. And you can’t accept that you hurt me, causing me to sever ties with you and completely change my attitude

changed the subject and said, “Do you truly believe that Melinda wanted my hair to help me get rid of a curse? If you truly believed it, why were you hesitating just now? So, you also had doubts and suspicions that Melinda wanted my hair so she could use it against me. Just because I didn’t comply with you and instead confronted you. You convinced yourself that helping me remove the curse was for my own good and you

realized this, the more fortunate she felt for severing ties with

desire such a twisted form of family affection? When Simone revealed her inner thoughts,

eyes. flickered, “I am your biological mother, so how could I possibly want to harm you? Besides, you

fully believe

suspicion that Melinda wanted to do something with Simone’s

she thought that since Simone was so powerful, just

most, she would learn

what Melinda said was true, it would be even

So, she took action.

evil. I am capable, so I deserve to be manipulated by you?” She looked at Salma and said, “Mrs. Gray, we used to be mere acquaintances. But now you’ve crossed my boundaries. If you

as she wasn’t a close and obedient daughter, she would

matter of time before she provoked her

happened, her counterattack

face turned red,

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evil? How could anyone say that about

coldly, “These are just fabrications; I