“Mrs. Johnston, please come with me,” Wynter said.

Camila nodded.

She was led to the reception room.

Isaac, Marlowe, and her father were all there.

Marlowe’s face was red.

Additionally, there was a handprint on her cheek.

Camila glanced at her and wondered if she wanted to set her up by slapping herself.

Marlowe

so she could put

was her who slapped me!” Marlowe cried as she tugged

do you have that

I have to show? Isn’t the

snorted at how

this, then let me also say that it’s your fault that my arm is

her sleeves up, revealing the scratches she obtained

I fell and acquired these scratches because of you. I should ask you for an explanation as to why you

“You’re unreasonable!”

looked like he

did not expect her

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