Chapter 1478

The voice was all too familiar to everyone in the room.

People looked up to see Phoebe dragging her gown from the other end of the corridor, eventually stopping in front of them with a smirk on her face, giving them a cold, scornful look.

“You…how…” Cole was stunned,

Grace was flabbergasted.

Nobody understood.

Phoebe?

How did she end up here?

This question was burning in everyone’s mind, and someone finally blurted it out.

“If Ms. Alonso is here, then who is the woman in the room?”

All eyes turned to Grace.

And the quick–witted ones added, “Actually, it happened so fast. I knew there were two people in the room, but I couldn’t see who.”

“Same here, it was too quick, I didn’t get a good look…”

“I was at the very front–when the door opened, but I didn’t get a glimpse of the woman’s face.”

“I wonder how Ms. Grace has such sharp eyes to recognize that woman as Ms. Alonso?!”

“I thought at first since they’ve lived together for so many years, it would be natural to recognize each other at first glance, but now that I think about it…”

The speaker trailed off, knowing that the rest of the sentence was better left unsaid.

But those who were meant to understand had understood.

“And you’re so sure it’s me without getting a clear look? What’s the big deal that has you all pointing fingers at me?”

The sarcasm in her voice was palpable.

What big deal?

like a

start dating, getting involved with a man…it didn’t look good from any angle.

when the man in

his eyes flickered,

white as a sheet, breaking out in a cold sweat, and her heart was

in the

there was clearly a man and a woman in the room…

the woman in

Could it be…

couldn’t

her eyes flashing with icy laughter as she watched Grace’s

the way, with so many people here,

bombshell, making everyone

on her own, so where is she

wheelchair, she can’t be upstairs, and

fell on the closed door

woman in the

about?! How could Wendy do something

couldn’t believe that the woman in the room with

like, that, but Phoebe could? Ms. Grace, even if Phoebe isn’t your biological daughter,

he was furious

my daughter’s name. I want

Cole pushed Grace aside, grabbed the doorknob, and swung the door

room, making

floor. Abelard was dim–witted, so he

her arms around Abelard’s neck, was

was shocked, rooted

stood still for a few seconds, then let out a scream

side, banging into the wall behind

darkened

naked body was exposed to everyone.

flushed face, seductive gaze,

to look

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