Rebirth to Be with My Disabled Husband (or The Ninth Bride)

Chapter 273 I'm Not Easily Fooled

"As for today, I'll overlook your little escapade upstairs," Daphne said, her voice cold and authoritative. "But should you ever attempt such a stunt again, don't blame me for being harsh and having Mr. Dean show you the door." Emily stood before Daphne, her head bobbing up and down in a show of submissive understanding.

"I understand, Ms. Stuart. I assure you, there will be no next time. Absolutely not," she promised fervently. "Then, leave."

"Of course."

With her gaze lowered, Emily exited the hall, her steps heavy with dejection. The moment she was outside, her demeanor shifted dramatically. That insufferable old woman had nearly caught her in the act of spying on Samantha and Finley. If it hadn't been for that unexpected interruption, she would have seen everything.

After all, she was merely a housekeeper at the Dean Residence. Who gave that woman the audacity to treat her so?

Just you wait, you h*g. I'll make sure you rue the day you cross me.

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Samantha reviewed the footage. She had filmed several segments, but something still felt amiss. The movements were accurate, the lip-syncing was

Her voice was frosty as she said, "Mr. Cyan, you

was left with the bitter taste of his

away his cigarette and asked, "Mrs. Dean, this pack of cigarettes is

filming is done,"

quite match the original, We'll need to reshoot. For

and reclined on

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times. Despite watching it over and over again, she still found it odd but couldn't identify the issue She handed the video to Finley "Finley, from an outsider's perspective, can you see any differences between this video

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to engage in such behavior. It was impossible for them to replicate the atmosphere of a bar