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.

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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...*

leaned close to Brend and

froze

"If you dare to tell

she hinted

"You..."

"I left."

turned around

her disappearing figure and immediately took out

open someone's

number.

thought of Beatrice's warning just now, he sighed and put his phone

don't know why, but his eyelid

11:18

37.4%

He

looked at the restaurant in front

Garden Restaurant.

few seconds, she calmed down and walked in as

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restaurant,

Looking around the

saw Angie sitting in the corner by

walked over and sat across from

drinking.

pair of sharp eyes seemed to scrutinize her with a hint

Lindsey, doesn't this place

don't have to test me, I don't remember anything.

What do you want from

up slightly, gently shaking the bottom of the wine glass with the hand

got straight to the point and

moment, and she narrowed her gaze at Beatrice, clearly not expecting her to ask such a

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

shook the wine glass, her red lips curved upwards, and there was an unstoppable satisfaction in her eyes, as

yet so

struggled to swallow her anger, tightly clenching her hands

couldn't possibly come to you

glass froze for a moment against her lips, as she glanced sideways at Beatrice, whose gaze was as sharp as a

can't speak

eyes, and then slowly moved the ring onto

mention her intricate and fully embedded ring setting,

cuts she used were all very

jewelry designer,

a

any jewelry that passed in front of

to the online description, Angie said that this ring was given to her by her father when she inherited the family company, symbolizing

she had it on her hand every

cannot impersonate

she immediately thought of

cheek. Then, after zooming in several times, she could clearly see that there

words

the history of the Lezon Group, and countless pairs of eyes were watching

should have understood the difficulties of being a woman better than anyone else, but now she is using

to threaten me?"

wasn't threatening, I

Beatrice stared at her.

a

she curled

a

faint

her smile,