Anne... I know you're still mad... but how can you compare yourself to Sadie? Anne, I won't let you... belittle yourself..." Sadie: "??!!"

What do you mean I can't compare?

Why is it belittling myself?!

"Anne..."

Sadie: "Anne, my foot!" And with that, she landed a slap on Murray's head.

It took her a moment to realize what she had done, and she was terrified for a second, but then, she couldn't help but smirk, her lips quivering more than a suppressed AK! That slap seemed to hit a reset button, and Murray immediately let go.

Sadie didn't wait to run.

Back in her cluttered little bedroom, she tossed and turned, a mix of anger and worry churning inside her.

No way she's going back to that old mansion tonight.

Ah, is Ms. Cole really not coming back?

Who's going to manage the house's eccentricities now?

Such a headache.

sat up in the middle of

of the cocoon of blankets, she left her room, tiptoed upstairs, and

just couldn't help

a horrendous stench, almost making

closer inspection, there was a huge mess on

was

trying to take me out at

day, Murray got

up, a far cry

had already made oatmeal

demand in the morning: "Sadie, make some oatmeal porridge, will you?" This time,

was about to bring the porridge to the master bedroom, she saw

I made oatmeal porridge, have some, warm up

looked at

two seconds, then gently shook his head, calmly saying, "I'm not

he strode out the

took the initiative turned into

...

the coffee shop, Roseanne had waited for less than five minutes when she looked up to see the man stepping out of

deep blue suit under a long coat, its straight, broad cut

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