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dered. "Who's Liam?

listened wit

New York City but had never

y mysterious-even I've never met him. He's Edward's uncle, only

en wouldn't he be a better mat

ore prestigious than ju

hat nonsense are you spouting?

arrowed

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t marriage certificate, then h

Who's his wife? She must be

but he simply said, "No one knows. Apparentl

"I don't know why he sudden

owerful in New York City, and th

ready considered reaching above her status. Having the head of the Stuart family attend th

Stuart family's attention! Charlotte, this diamond necklace won't be enough for the occasi

Amelia's hands and eagerly pulled Charlo

ited than Charlotte's ac

mirked m

ly is arriving soon,"

melia, he casually said, "You haven't been home i

dded in a

o see who Li

ted jewelry for Charlotte and

n front of her, Mary couldn't hide

not for Mrs. Jones-Alice-she wo

ed a scene and gave birth on the same day as

g to have a grand wedding, and Ali

timate child, would be penniles

in her favor-this was

nst

er of the staircase, eyes fixed on the entra

a maid. She wore a purple cheongsam, her figure slightly fra

or. You should stay upsta

gh... This is such an important day for Cha

d Amelia as they walke

es' back, her eyes fill

o hate her, yet she was the only source of war

other. When Amelia was little

n. As soon as she learned to walk, she ha

is. From then on, she secretly placed f

is for twe

ness, Amelia would have

oughs as she walked away,

roaching footsteps signaled

e. After some polite exchanges, they stepped asid

instantly lo

y others like a king among his subjects. His features were even more striking than i

fference, and every movement car

Liam suddenly look

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left p

cognize h

ed him, "Mr. Stuart, is y

iam's gaze flickered toward her again befo

chatting as they mov

dward, the man who had pursued A

ure than before. He hadn't noticed Amelia an

, and the discussion ab

melia step out

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omeone grab

u still here? Are you still clinging to Edward?

lax. I have no interest in being a mistres

ed Donald "Father"

lcome? You don't even know your place! Even I'm not allowed to sit with The Jone

man was in

she was about to retort, she caug

re striding toward the balcon

s eyes

id casually, brushing off

house, she changed directio

lcony led to a sma

his call with a grim expression. His

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