Chapter 148 Who Doesn't Have a Connection?

"When could you come to Nemmington? I bought you a house there, you could live there while studying in the future." The hotel manager, who was serving food to the two, unconsciously looked at Myrna's face upon hearing the words. This girl was quite pretty, could it be that the two of them were in that kind of relationship?

The age difference was too big, wasn't it?

However, anything was indeed possible with Lawrence's identity.

After all, Lawrence was the head of the state police department, even more powerful than the mayor.

This would have been considered a high-ranking official in ancient times.

Myrna poured herself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said, "No need, I have a house in Nemmington."

Denise bought it for her.

There were about a dozen sets, big and small.

There was a high-rise with a ring, and a detached villa area near Coil Park. It seemed that a commercial house was also purchased in her name on Twilight Road.

"Did you have a house in Nemmington?"

Lawrence was quite surprised, he didn't expect her to have a house in

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her help. There were people who

1. it.

token of my affection. If you have time, go live in it. If not, it's fine. It's there, and when you grow up, if you want to sell it and buy a bigger one,

bass had just come

chatted again for a

"Right, how did you find the time to have dinner

past, he came to Melcester to invite her out for a meal, but the young girl was always very busy

had taken the initiative to ask him

quite curious about how the

Myrna recounted Abbey's situation and also mentioned the involvement of the Herring family, her brows slightly furrowed as she said, "They are pulling

time, finally understanding. He casually said, "So that's what it is. Don't worry, leave it to me. That girl has already broken the law. A few words of public opinion can't change that fact. I

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be reversed again.

couldn't help but let go, unwilling to owe anyone any favors She took out a small bottle from the bag she brought and handed

was a thank you

of small pill that sold very well on the black market, and many people couldn't necessarily

quick glance and there were at least seven

treated this thing as

much

through her to someone else. "You remind me of an old acquaintance. That girl had the same personality as you, never owing anyone any favors, but

still alive, my daughter would be about the same age as this

What a pity...

of gratitude. If you really wanted to thank me sparing some time to have a

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