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Candace felt her heart clenching when she heard her daughter's sorrowful crying voice.

She caressed Felicia's head gently as she narrowed her eyes.

“Fel, she'll never win against us. As long as we ruin her reputation, the Lowen family will never let Patrick marry her.”

Felicia's voice deepened even more. “Mom, I told Patrick that she gave birth to kids with the old man, but he didn't even mind at all. Old Mrs. Lowen also knows about that, yet she still adores Gwendolyn! It's like they've been brainwashed by her. I don't think ruining her reputation will work. They will still like her. She's really, really impressive. I really can't win against her this time.”

She sneaked a peek at Candace when she spoke, wanting to infuriate her mother so that the latter would help her.

She knew that her mother had tricks up her sleeves since Candace managed to get rid of Isabella, the former top beauty in Avenport.

There's nothing that Mom can't do! Isabella's daughter can't win against her either! Ultimately, Patrick will be mine as long as Mom helps me.

Candace understood that Felicia had had a tough time lately.

“Don't worry, Sweetheart. If ruining her reputation doesn't work, we'll make her disappear forever!”

There was a terrifying gleam in her eyes when she said that.

the look in her mother's eyes. Just as she expected, no one was a match for Candace when the latter

should we do,

narrowed her eyes slightly. “Leave this to me. You don't have to worry about anything. Don't you have

looked at her

I'm going to Kevin's birthday party with my friends tonight. I'm sure Patrick will be there. He'll like how

much her daughter liked Patrick just by looking at the latter's obsessive look.

heart pained at that, and she gave a

beautiful. I'm sure he'll

put on a coat and grabbed

it, I'll be satisfied as long as

Her friends were going to shop for presents for

back to the office after

she returned, so she knew that he

such, she went back to her desk and sat down. When she got there, she noticed that box on

countless shiny stones, looking elegant and girlish. Anyone who wore it would resemble a fairy in

silver-colored, beautifully-layered petticoat under the center of the slit of the black gown. It

compared it to her figure. It appeared to be her