Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

Chapter 404.

The dim light in the room fell on the woman's face. Before this, Aveline had fantasized about what the real Layla should look like countless times.

The things she did must have been vicious, even twisted.

In fact, she inherited the perfect bloodline of the Sterling family, and her appearance were more inclined towards Mrs. Sterling.

There was only a third of the resemblance to the well-defined Alexander, and the most similar one should be their eyes.

Whether it was the eye shape or the expression, they were all carved out of the same mold as Alexander's.

Her facial features were exquisite, and her long hair fluttered, making her look extraordinarily innocent.

If it weren't for the things she had done, she would have been a clean college student.

So the answer to the mystery was clear, and her deduction was not wrong. The culprit was Layla!

Thinking of the Blackwood family, Anthony, and all the pain she had suffered in the past two years, Aveline wanted to go forward and dig her heart out.

She had no grievances with her, so why did she do this?

Especially since her father was still lying in bed, Aveline's chest heaved with anger.

Evan's voice soothed her restless emotions.

"You've grown up."

opened her mouth as if she wanted to

know what you called

recently, and I heard that you're also here.

"I'm here, sir. I'm fine.

I won't blame you. Besides coming to see you today, I also

lit up, and she hurriedly said,

and clearly had a very different attitude towards Evan. Was

Attic.

already wrapped in roses, and

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front of a black piano, playing the

a black gown,

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with roses.

and her soft fingertips

and the whole world fell into a

didn't turn around, but Adam took the initiative to speak, "Madam, I

play?" The woman asked

had a lot to