Will You Marry Me, Again by Pear Heart

Chapter 33 Get Rid of Them!

A woman in high heels entered the venue wearing bright red lipstick and a slit bodycon dress.

The commotion gave way to silence. Then, the crowd exclaimed in amazement.

“It’s Maia Burgess!”

“What is she doing here?”

“Hasn’t she gone missing?”

Yvette and Homer were stunned onstage.

Quickly adopting a fatherly tone, he exclaimed, “Maia, you’re… finally back! I missed you so

much.”

Maia frowned, disgusted by the man. She knew better than anyone what her father and stepmother were like.

Yvette, however, was not as calm as Homer. Holding onto his arm, she paled as if she had seen a ghost. “Y–You…”

Outsiders assumed Maia had gone missing for a year, but the Burgess couple was sure she died

in the fire.

But there she was, at the press conference!

“Long time no see, Yvette. Too excited to see me?” Maia let out a half–smile.

could say anything. Live cameras were pointed directly at her, and flashes

dashcam when Yvette’s men assaulted my brother and me. We didn’t want to pursue the matter, but

out several bills from

utility bills. If my brother had shut their electricity and water off, the bills would look different.

that my brother was verbally abusive to

Yvette. “How could a mute person be verbally abusive

here can tell who the true victims are. As for

the bills on the desk before Homer

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put a letter before the two. “Mr. and Mrs. Burgess, here’s a legal notice issued on

an internationally renowned attorney. Seeing his courteous smile, she angrily picked up the notice

be

a lowered voice, “Don’t forget

the cameras pointed at her.

quickly wiped her tears

“Since you’re not interested in reading the legal notice, wait for the court summons then. As I said, be ready to

then turned and headed toward the door. All this

missing for a year before confronting Homer and Yvette, the

swarmed over, dozens of

reporters continued to ask

been doing for the past

that you’ve shown up, will

the

Maia, do you know about

as sharp as

point, a man entered the venue, his eyes

his face.