When Love Turns to Ashes

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Chapter 263 He Made You Get Married

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Beatrice took out her phone and took pictures of Monica from top to bottom. She took more than ten photos just of the handprint on her face.

Monica was a little scared and said, "Beatrice, what are you doing?"

"Mom, running away is not the solution now. I must solve the problem from the root. Wait for my message at the hospital, and please, do not give any more money to this man," Beatrice admonished. "Okay."

Monica had been scared SO much that her face had turned pale, and she could only nod repeatedly.

After soothing Monica to sleep, Beatrice turned around and left the ward.

Standing in the corridor, she took a deep breath and dialed Angie's phone number.

The phone rang three times before it was answered, as if they knew she would call. "Who?"

Angie had a sense of superiority in her voice.

But she did have the qualification.

Beatrice clenched her fist and tried to remain calm as she said, "Ms. Lezon, I am Beatrice. Can I arrange a meeting with you?"

"Oh? What's the matter?" Angie's attitude was neither refusing nor agreeing, making it somewhat unpredictable.

"There were indeed some matters that needed to be discussed with you in person."

Beatrice pursed her lips and reluctantly spoke up.

To my surprise, Angie agreed after thinking for a few seconds.

"I sent you the meeting address."

"Um."

After hanging up the phone, Beatrice turned around hurriedly.

I unexpectedly ran into Brend at the elevator entrance.

Brenda stopped her and asked, "What are you doing at the hospital? Where do you feel uncomfortable?

"No, I had something to do and left earlier."

Beatrice had no intention of explaining, nor did she want to involve others.

a

She pushed Brend's arm away and was about to leave, but she was forcefully dragged to deserted place.

"If you don't say it, I will tell Mr. Caden that you never lost your memory! You can deceive others, but not me as a doctor.

"You should have known Mr. Caden's personality, he simply didn't care whether you had amnesia Ol not."

He heard that Beatrice raised her eyes and stared at him, feeling a sense of being unable to break free.

"I didn't know what you were saying."

"You and I know, I have been deceived by you so many times, at least we

Brend's finger hovered between the two of them.

can consider ourselves as half comrades, right?"

Beatrice pursed her lips and said, "Okay, then you helped me destroy my mother's hospital records, and then take her...*

to Brend and

froze in

"If you dare to tell anyone, we will both

others, she hinted at

"You..."

"I left."

around

and immediately took out his

open someone's

number.

soon as he thought of Beatrice's warning just now, he

why, but his eyelid

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He Made You Get

restaurant in front of her,

Garden Restaurant.

down and walked

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restaurant,

Looking around the

Angie sitting in the corner by the

over and sat across from

drinking.

pair of sharp eyes seemed to scrutinize her with a hint

this place

I don't remember anything. Besides, I'm not here to retrieve the past,"

What do you want from

gently shaking the bottom of the wine glass with

to the point and said, "Did you do my

eyes flickered for a moment, and she narrowed her gaze at

innocent people. I am not familiar with Mrs. Monica Baldwin, so how could I do anything to her? Why don't you tell me

there was an unstoppable satisfaction in her eyes, as

so

tightly clenching her hands

couldn't possibly

she glanced sideways at Beatrice,

you can't

then slowly moved the ring onto her

and fully embedded ring setting, the reverse

cuts

was jewelry designer, and

a

any jewelry that passed in front

said that this ring was given to her by her father when she inherited the

it on her hand every

people cannot impersonate

gaze, she immediately thought of something and instinctively

clear palm print on Monica's cheek. Then, after zooming in several

same words to retaliate

president in the history of the Lezon Group, and

woman better than anyone else, but

you dare to threaten me?"

I wasn't threatening, I

Beatrice stared at her.

a

curled her

a

faint

her smile,