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Chapter 1262

Chapter 1262 It’s Anya

The ladies were giving the girl in the wheelchair weird looks. Looks of disdain. Of scorn. To them, this woman was nothing but a gold digger wishing to marry into a rich family. Such women would gain nothing but contempt from them, not to mention the woman was someone who couldn’t even stand up on her own two feet. In most cases, they wouldn’t look down on those with disabilities.

However, their circle could be ableist when it came to marriage. They didn’t think this cripple was a worthy match for Toby. She was even worse than Sonia, for goodness’ sake. At least Sonia has fully functional limbs. But this woman has nothing, and she’s a cripple. She has no right to approach President Fuller. They’d rather see Toby marry Sonia than have this woman talk to him.

One of the ladies suddenly asked, “Does anyone have Sonia’s number? Call her right now. Tell her some wench is hitting on President Fuller.”

“We don’t have her number. Not like we’re friends with her.”

“Yeah. We should get a waiter to do this for us instead.”

“Alright. Get a waiter, then.”

them a while later. The ladies embellished the story and told him to tell Sonia about it. The server nodded and looked at Toby for a moment before he went to do

hitting on him. They even went as far as to help her

had no idea a woman was trying to hit on him. He closed his eyes and sipped on his wine, enjoying the moment of peace. However, the moment he heard

didn’t open his eyes. He thought someone was just passing through. This wasn’t his turf, after all. Everyone made

even if they passed through his vicinity. Since he thought the person was just passing by,

wrong. The person wasn’t passing by. They were coming toward him. The sound

appearance soured his mood once more. Probably another lady trying to hit on me. Ignored what I

fall for him, but as long as he was the most powerful man in the city, he knew most women would want to date him. And he knew it was not

families in the city. That was why a lot of aristocrats ignored his warning to try their luck. If it worked, they could get a lot of things. So, is this the Acree girl? But nobody told me she is wheelchair-bound. He

her freeze for a moment, but then she quickly put on a

thought it looked fake. So, when she flashed him a smile, not only did he not

her smile broadening. The

attend the banquet, but nobody from Westsanshire was invited.

though they had only invited Seafield’s aristocrats, any other city’s aristocrats could just tell them they wanted to come, and they

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