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chapter 823

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"Let me go!" She warned in a low voice, trying to get rid of him. "Mr. Smith, this is my place. Please show some respect to me."

Reggio didn't find the chip he wanted, his face looked more disapproving. Without a single word to explain, he shook off his hand and walked away in quick strides.

Not until she can take a deep breath, a tall and upright figure heaved into her sight.

August...

Her fingers cannot help trembling, and her legs were heavy. She straightened her back and went through the crowd, which is so tough.

Seeing the man who she yearned for day and night, she paused her steps suddenly. She started the scene in front of her, in disbelief.

She didn’t know when Currer walked to August, standing by his side. Her fair slim arm held his naturally, and her head even leaned on his shoulder.

This scene was dazzling to her. She balled her hand into a fist, with so much force that her fingernails even left some marks on her palm.

She shouted, and cried from the bottom of her heart. She wished that he would push Currer away.

Unfortunately, he did not.

August gently put the hair over her forehead aside, as he did this, he whispered something beside her ears. Then Currer chuckled girly and threw herself into his arms.

She took steps back. The table nearby supported her or she would fail.

to control the impulsiveness of questioning him and she kept

PANG!

a moment spacing out, the wine tower beside her fell onto the ground. Everyone moved their gazes to her, and their expressions were

so much authority in Austos now can fall

dress. She raised her head to

Currer and at the same time Currer

each other’s eyes, there was panic for one second flashing across her face, which seemed like meeting Lucia was out of her expectation. But she adjusted herself quickly and become more intimate with August. It seemed that she did not want to

all. Suddenly she came up with a good idea. After taking a deep breath, she rubbed the wine stains on her dress, walking towards Currer

no see, Currer." She

arm intimately, the panic seconds before had already

there was only smug in her eyes. It’s like she

would never think that you would be the first I met,

was in subtle disdain. With these words, she clung to his arms. And

Fiancé...

normal. Her gaze swept over August’s cold face, and slowly she opened her mouth. " Currer, you

did something. Her brows furrowed as he tightened

shaded more, misplaced her gaze

overseas these two years, it didn't mean that I was absent from reading financial news. Ms. Mitchell, are you thinking of your dead husband when

in her eyes, darkly. "My husband

keeping her eyes on the

you could find him, just as I found

However..."

closer to her with a lowered voice, reminding her, 'Their names are the same, August Adams. Ms.

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