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

upon seeing his return and looked up at

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

a word. She grew up in Banyan City, far more familiar with its

not reported it

Ginger entering an urban village and then

clues. He went out worn and returned the same, without exhaustion on his cool

Smith moved to help him with his coat as he took it off, but then she heard Edward say to her, "You should go back to Los

man’s expression calm, only saying indifferently, "She’s not at home

Daisy Ginger’s home; essentially,

in her hands, softly asked,

of catkin stuck to his cuff and said coolly, "It’s none of your

back, "Sorry. I spoke out

at her, "People like you,

emotion; it was as

him, but Edward had already withdrawn

head, watching the silhouette of him leaving,