Hold On Mr.! Your Sweetheart is a Real Queen

Chapter 310: Chapter 309: More Humble Than Grass

The busy signal beeped from the phone, leaving Lady Stephens in a kind of bewildered panic.

The course of events seemed to have exceeded her expectations; she hadn’t thought it would change to this extent.

Sitting on the sofa, Lady Stephens’s hands began to tremble, and she buried her face into her palms.

She had lied to Daisy Ginger.

This lie was full of holes, leaking from all sides, yet Daisy, clever as she was, still chose to believe it. She was truly desperate to the extreme, trying to hold onto even the tiniest shred of hope.

She used Daisy’s love for Edward Stephens to deceive her.

But she hadn’t expected that her son would also be ensnared in the lie.

She wasn’t a smart person; things had already gone beyond her expectations. At this point, Lady Stephens was truly at a loss, not knowing what to do.

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to the villa, weary from

stood up from the sofa upon seeing his return and looked up at

wearing a black trench coat, standing tall and slender. It was spring, the willow catkins flying in the air, with some white

more familiar with its layout than the two of them, outsiders. Finding a local person deliberately avoiding

had not reported it to the

Daisy Ginger entering an urban village and then cut

time making inquiries locally, but found no clues. He went out worn and returned the same, without

off, but then she heard Edward say to her, "You should go back to

a moment, looked up at him, the man’s expression calm, only saying indifferently, "She’s not at home now,

was his and Daisy Ginger’s home; essentially, he

head, tugging at the clothes in her hands, softly asked, "Does the

piece of catkin stuck to his cuff

flinched slightly, stepped back, "Sorry.

his head to look at

it was as if he was merely stating

up at him, but Edward had already withdrawn his gaze and was

the silhouette of him leaving, her fingers unconsciously