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Susan pointed at Alexa and screamed. She was completely looking like a devil and no trace of gentleness could be seen in her as she raised her fingers to Alexa's face. "Do your best? I will be waiting for you," Alexa calmly said as she walked away leaving Susan prancing around like an animal. "Dad, what is happening? Didn't you give them the instructions, why is she still here showing off her role?" Susan immediately began to question Hanks as soon as the call connected. "Susan," Hanks frowned at her harsh behavior.

"I'm not looking for her. I wanted to talk to you about something." Hanson's intent was straightforward—he wanted information about Joey's background. As they entered the hallway, he took a seat and handed a picture to Monica. "This is my mom." If the woman in the picture had her mouth covered, she would look exactly like Joey. Monica studied the picture, wiping her eyes a few times. "I have serious diabetes, and my eyesight's a bit wonky. What's up with this picture?" "You can't see it?" Hanson seemed somewhat doubtful and hesitant.

he said with a smile, “so I’ll go out first.” Hanson had successfully brainwashed Frank, and Frank started to look forward to it. Even though he knew the chances of winning were extremely slim, he could not help but be excited. At this moment, Hanson had already walked outside. He took out his phone subconsciously, and a beautiful figure appeared in his mind. He inhaled deeply and dialed the number. Ivanka had just returned to her car from the cemetery when her phone began to vibrate. She took her time getting in the car and answering the phone.

OH BABY GRACE From the bedroom window, Grace peeked at the courtyard below the house. Whether Mr.Charmond's car is there or not, she has found a man with a neat appearance that even defines himself as a CEO even outside working hours. Grace immediately ducked when her husband's eyes were fixed on room. There was great concern about last night's incident, although she thought that in her drunken state Mr. Flip would suffer some memory disturbances. It doesn't mean that the man will forget Grace's face trying so hard to escape from Mr. Flip's grip until a serious argument ensued.

David our Beta burst out laughing and everyone else seemed to appreciate the break in tension. Alicia, David’s mate was laughing so hard she was in tears. Scott wasn’t used to being called out so the rest of dinner he and Hannah spent exchanging playful jabs. It seems Scot has met his match because Hannah can certainly hold her own in the relentless teasing and banter department. We were finished with dinner and almost finished cleaning up when Bob got a phone call.

~THE HANCOCK FAMILY~ Mya and Amy both felt the intensity in the room as they all sat around the table for dinner. Paul Hancock and requested a family dinner, expecting his twin girls to be there. His daughter’s boyfriend Jason just happened to come along as well. He had planned on telling the girls everything, in a more private setting, but with Jason here, things already weren’t going as planned. Mya’s brown eyes slowly examined the faces of everyone at the table. Amy seemed to be doing the same. Jason looked uncomfortable. Julie, their fathers significant other, seemed to be staring Paul down, who looked a bit nervous. Something wasn’t right.

“D*mn it! D*mn it! “Where the hell did that brat come from? How dare he destroy the building of our Homan Technology and even take Sis away? That little b*stard is most likely inhumanely torturing and abusing her now. So what are we waiting for? Send the troop immediately! Send out the most powerful Silvermoon Berserker Troop of our Ancient Moon Conglomerate to rescue Sis and tear that Rockefeller b*stard into pieces!” The young man was none other than Shirley Hancock’s younger brother—Samuel Hancock. He was also in Michelle’s live stream channel earlier. At first, he was just watching it for fun. He even invited a few buddies to watch it together, waiting for that Rockefeller brat to stir u

a subordinate reported hesitantly. Scarlett leaned back in her office chair, holding a wine glass in her good hand. She had expected this outcome, so she was not inclined to blame her subordinate. Suddenly, Hank spoke up. "I've been studying this guy, and honestly… he looks kind of familiar." Scarlett did not seem interested. "Oh? Who do you think it is?" Hank did not sound fully confident, but said, "He kind of resembles someone named Andrew Lloyd. I have only met him once since I arrived in Gabo Creek, so I can't be completely sure. Ms. Driscoll, do you have any bad blood with him?"

“Hank might not know who you are, but I do.” As expected, Claudia froze. “You’re Cassandra Sox from an impoverished town in Hennington. Eight years ago, you met Hank in Hunton and conned him out of a fortune by claiming to be rich. It’s a lie that you left Hank to study abroad. You were serving five years in prison for fraud. You were just recently released, am I right?”