Chapter 295, The Prison
Alan Duncan patted her head, "Before, your mother was sick, so... Honey, it was my lack of consideration."
At this point, Le Jia already understood what had happened.
Her chest heaved with anger, "Did she ask you for a million yuan?"
Long, slender fingers caressed Le Jia's cheek, and the man's lips curved into a handsome smile,
"You are priceless. Not just a million, even if I were to give everything, I would still think it's worth it."
"How could she do this to me!" Le Jia roared, throwing her bag on the floor, raising her arm to cover her eyes as tears streamed down.
At this moment, she felt a bit relieved that Alan Duncan's parents were no longer around; otherwise, she couldn't imagine how she would stand in their family or how they would view her.
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