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Chapter 351.1 Heartless (1)

Imogen remembered the days when she was bullied the most. She dreamed of her mother coming. back, holding her and promising to never leave, telling Imogen that she had friends in school and no one would bully her again.

But upon waking up, all she found was a cold bed and a dark night, causing her to curl up and cry helplessly.

Such dreams used to be frequent during her primary school days but became less and less as she grew older.

She couldn’t remember when was the last time she had such a dream. It had been about ten years

anyway.

Where was her mother? Whether she had remarried or not? Why was her mother so heartless to never come and see her? Did her mother already have another child, leaving her behind? Those were all questions Imogen would wonder in the past.

At times, she resented her mother for abandoning her, while other times, she wondered if there were reasons behind her mother’s actions.

Eventually, Imogen stopped expecting the role of a mother and stopped feeling angry towards her mother. She simply considered that such a person didn’t exist in the world.

After her father’s death, she managed to overcome many challenges over the years.

She had never imagined that they would cross paths again.

It was an unexpected twist of fate.

Her mother turned out to be the second wife of Walter of the Harrington family.

she know about the news of Dad’s death? Did she know that I’d been adopted by the Marshall

to the hospital by her henchmen, did

words her mother said at the hospital, and a hint of

mother must

apologize to Mike, assuming that Grace was Imogen’s daughter,

was nothing

couldn’t help

mother she had longed for so much as

still found herself pitiful and laughable to long for

wind brushed Imogen’s face, numbing

in her chest,

in the evening. The streets of Jubilian City were brightly

long time and arrived at

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staring at the sea without

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and content were clearly from Grace: [Imogen, are you available

paused for a moment and replied: [Yes.]

were shining brightly. She had a delicate and small nose, plump and rosy lips, and even two pieces of puff pastry at the corners of her

the clever, cute, and lovely Grace, Imogen’s turbulent inner world calmed down a little. “Hi,

curiously asked, “Imogen, are you

was a little accident, and I’m outside now.” Imogen smiled and raised her phone,

and worriedly said, “Then do you still have the trophy?”

it to

also want to go…”

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