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Furrowing her brows slightly. Sarah gazed silently at Fanny.

Fanny’s behavior today is different from what I had heard. According to the Kins brothers, Fanny is gentle and kind. She’s so kind–hearted that she would cry for a while, even if she accidentally stepped on

an ant.

But what Fanny had just tried to do clea

had nothing to do with kindness.

Sarah calmed her mind before saying flatly, “Fanny, I don’t want to interfere in your family affairs. But I hope you will stop in the future. I can’t keep silent if something happens to him.”

The sense of panic within Fanny earlier seemed to have dissipated. Instead, she slowly became somewhat composed.

Disdain filled her eyes as she sized Sarah up. “Sarah, stop acting so morally superior and accusing me. What’s the matter? Do you see yourself as a maidenly and kind woman? We are just as bad as each other. No one is virtuous here.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Sarah had no

intention of paying attention to Fanny.

“You don’t know?” Fanny approached Sarah and elaborated softly, “You think you’re innocent? You’ve been holding onto Yusof while engaging in immoral affairs behind closed doors. Hmph. You’re not any better. Forget about escaping unscathed tomorrow if you dare. to speak out about today’s events.”

Sarah’s face turned slightly pale as she stared at Fanny.

Upon seeing Sarah’s expression, Fanny felt a weight lifted off her shoulders. Furthermore, she knew James wouldn’t spare Sarah either if she really exposed the matter.

“That’s more like it. I can still put in some good words in front of James and ask him to give you more money to save your dying father.”

With these words, Fanny left with a smug smile.

Once she exited the hospital, she suppressed her smile. It was all Sarah’s fault for getting in the way. It looks like this plan of mine won’t work anymore. I have to think of another plan.

Sarah’s eyes flashed with a hint of complexity as she watched Fanny walk away.

Meanwhile, outside the VIP wards, Angela was out for a slight breath of fresh air. Finally, she remembered Jonathan, whom she had left in the ward.

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I think I truly had lost my mind back there. It would have been much better if I had just responded gracefully. But no! I just had to run away. Great! That just made me look like I was hiding something.

to the ward, she saw Sarah standing still

Angela approached her and

Sarah slowly smiled. “I came to check on

looked

as I remember, our friendship isn’t so close to the point that

Angela and whispered. “I just saw Fanny visit her biological father

she said, “Her business

is still your foster father. You should

time.”

Angela frowned.

“Thank you for treating my father. I

now.”

was at a loss for

here to tell

on my understanding of her, it should be

intention in mentioning Fanny and Mike specifically?

walked out. “Who were you talking to just

forgot about the embarrassment from earlier and

listening, Jonathan’s eyes flashed slightly. Then, he spoke, “I will have someone keep an eye on this matter. Take care of yourself, and

obediently nodded, looking as docile as a

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Pok’s where one could ski and go on a vacation. It was a very leisurely and

the mountain. Angela had previously heard Jessica mention several times that

it turned out that it was Jonathan’s friend

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taken you to an outing. It’s the holidays now, and my friends

these words, Angela became even more

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partner of

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