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Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

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Mya didn't pay much attention to her surroundings until she saw Linda.

Seeing that Linda was empty-handed, she asked, "Haven't you eaten anything yet?” Linda hid her embarrassment with a smile. "I'm not hungry.” "It's not a matter of being hungry or not, you can't miss such a good opportunity. All the food here was made by Italian chefs," Mya introduced, "Con, try this tiramisu. It tasted really good.” Linda smiled as she watched Mya cut one piece and handed it to her.

"Thanks." She held it carefully.

“The chef added a little wine into it, although it's not necessary, it made the taste really unique.” Mya added, “And the apple pie tastes good, too. You can try safter the tiramisu.” "Okay." Linda was a bit nervous here while Mya seemed to have been used to being in such events.

At this time, Finnley cover, "Don't eat too much sweet food, or you might have a stomachache.” He was talking to Mya. He had been watching her since they cand found that she had tasted a dozen of desserts.

"Finnley." Linda looked at him.

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"Linda," Finnley glanced at her and greeted her with a gentle look.

Mya did not turn her eyes and was still looking at the pastries, "You have no idea, this feels like heaven to someone who loves desserts! | have to try each one of these.” "How did you manage to keep your shape?" Finnley asked her.

Mya suddenly turned to look at him, "By the way, | just saw Rowan's name. Where is he? Didn't he come?” She didn’t see Rowan here.

Finnley looked at her and was speechless. She changed the topic skillfully.

"I have no idea," Finnley told her, "Don't askfor help if you had a stomachache at night." Then he turned around and left.

"Hey!" Looking at his receding figure, Mya pouted.

Finnley’s words made Linda very jealous.

His words implied that they were still living together.

She turned around and saw that Mya was trying other desserts already. When she met desserts that looked delicate and unique, she would take photos of them.

Linda ate the tiramisu and gradually got used to being here.

Alfie and Diana's cute appearances had attracted a lot of guests’ sights. Sguests asked to take photos with them and swould chat with them.

They looked adorable.

While Aubree had been wearing a kind smile, like an amiable lady.

Everyone envied her closeness with her daughter-in-law when she talked to Jennifer like friends.

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Later, Aubree realized that this must be the best outcof everything. She could only be happy when she was free of her doubts and misgivings.

In an apartment.

Catherine stood in front of the French window, staring out of it and feeling angry.

She found that there were no words to describe her feelings.

Looking at the brightly-lit houses late at night, she felt very lonely.

She really couldn't accept the fact that Aubree would make peace with Jennifer in such a short time.

At the charity event.

Mya had been introducing desserts to Linda like an expert. “What do you think of this one?” Linda tasted it, smiled and nodded, “It's fairly sweet.” "| think so, too." Mya smiled and took photos of it, “But don’t have too much of each kind, or you might have a stomachache. We are here to try them. After all, there aren't for sale in the city.” Linda suddenly thought that Mya was very easy to get along with. She didn’t put on airs at all.

For several times, she had wanted to ask Mya about her relationship with Finnley but held back the impulse. She was in no position to ask.

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