Revenge After Death

Chapter 105

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As I walked into the lobby of Landing Hotel, I saw Ann and that scumbag, Kelvin, cozying up to each

other.

I rolled my eyes. A scumbag and a bitch, what a perfect match.

“Ah, Stephany, you’re here!” A former classmate approached me enthusiastically. “We heard you got married. Where’s your husband? Is he not with you today?”

I kept quiet and walked to the resting area. “Is everyone here?”

“Stephany, we heard you married into money, specifically the eldest son of the Lincolns. We all agreed to bring our spouses, but you… Does Mr. Lincoln dislike you? Or are you too ashamed to bring him out?” The same former classmate intentionally mocked me.

These people were so annoying. I was frequently bullied and hurt by these people in my past life. If I faced the same humiliation without resisting this time, then I deserved all my previous suffering

As they said, it was hard to change one’s character. But I had been through such a major ordeal. I should know better by now.

Humans were generally cowards who bullied the weak and buttered up to the powerful.

They’d just

These people saw me as a pushover. They wouldn’t stop just because I compromised once. They’d

the bullying further.

but why should I bring my husband here just so you could see him? He’s very busy. It’s our class reunion, so why are you more

mistress?

to feed another mouth.

and looked at my former classmate as I

by my response and remained shocked in

said, ” Stephany… you really think marrying a Lincoln has made you into something, huh?

right, you’re still so arrogant. Ha, we know they bought you to be a babymaker for the Lincolns.” Another former classmate joined in to mock

birth to you, yet you regard her as your family’s babymaker? You’re so unfilial. Aren’t you afraid of

stunned by

who was observing these exchanges in Kelvin’s embrace,

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like… she’s changed?”

notice that I was no

“She probably thinks she has the upper hand now that

is

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Patel appeared in the private room looking weak. She was sitting in a wheelchair, and her face

sixth sense was

sad truth was that good people usually didn’t live long lives. Instead, they usually had to endure

a little swollen from the advancement of the cancer.

body is getting weaker. I wanted to see you all before dying. So many of my

gathering is not only because my health is failing and I wanted to see you. I also wanted to talk about