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Gwendolyn did not want to reveal these things to Felicia, but Juliette was a very talkative child. Before Gwendolyn could stop Juliette, the latter had blurted everything out.

Felicia's lips trembled as she was shocked to her core, listening to Juliette.

“Triplets? Aren't you amazing? Wait, no. I should be impressed by that old man. No wonder you're dressed in such miserable clothes. It must be costing you a fortune to raise three kids, I suppose?”

Felicia smiled smugly at that thought. So what if she's alive? I'm not afraid of her.

Juliette took in Felicia's disdainful look. Then she glanced at her mother's expression. She had a feeling that Felicia was not Gwendolyn's friend.

Juliette pouted. “Gwen, is she not a friend of yours? Why does she look at you with such an unfriendly gaze?”

Gwendolyn stared at her daughter. She did not wish for Juliette to witness this scene.

As much as she hated Felicia and her mother, Gwendolyn was reluctant for her three children to inherit that hatred from her. Instead, she wanted them to grow up healthily and happily.

“Have your meal, Juliette. I don't know her, so let's not talk to a stranger.”

child, so she heeded Gwendolyn's words and

day until she encountered Gwendolyn. She had never expected Gwendolyn to be still alive. That acknowledgment had caused

much less capable of seeking revenge

Patrick might come over at any time, Felicia decided not to waste any more time talking to Gwendolyn and her daughter because she thought it

she brushed her hair with her fingers and recomposed herself

at that time during my wedding day.” Feeling proud of herself, Felicia added in a shrill voice, “I'm marrying the heir to the most powerful

afterward in

her mother had harmed and set her up when she was eighteen years old, causing her to become pregnant. In the end, she

the past six

wanted to avenge herself, and she wished to see the vicious mother-daughter duo getting tormented in hell, but she did not

condition, Felicia was about to marry the most authoritative man in Avenport. Gwendolyn had a hard time making peace with that awful

that God was being unfair to her because those who did terrible things were being rewarded

here,

next to him, “Mr. Lowen, this is Ms.

bag in his hand to Patrick. It was only then that Patrick glanced at the two people

compared to her miserable appearance of the other day at the hospital,