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Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica, I Choose The Arranged Marriag by BlueMoone

Chapter 665
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Chapter 665.

When Aveline said these words, Carol's expression changed on the spot.

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She was dissatisfied and said coquettishly to Ciara: "Aunt Ciara, look at her! Why is she so saucy? I have good intentions..." Originally, Ciara had been sitting on the sofa watching the fight, but she didn't expect that she would be triggered by it.

"Good intentions?" She snorted, put down the spoon in her hand, and wiped her mouth gracefully.

"Why didn't I see your good intentions? You opened your mouth, and you were referring to someone's family as broken." Carol looked at Ciara in disbelief. She never expected that after spending so long with Ciara, she would actually speak for Aveline.

"Aunt Ciara, I'm fighting for you. As your daughter-in-law, she doesn't take good care of you. She sleeps until very late every day and doesn't even see you as a mother-in-law." Ciara looked down at her: "If she doesn't seeas her mother-in-law, then who does?" As soon as she said this, Carol blushed and looked coy: "Aunt Ciara, you clearly know that I treat Alexander..." There was a chuckle from Ciara before Carol finished speaking, and in the next second, Ciara's hand with bright red nails lifted Carol's chin, "Then do you know what I hate most in my life?" Carol raised her head and met her eyes. She saw murderous intent in her eyes and immediately felt a chill in her back, sensing danger.

"I....." Ciara added coldly, word for word: "What I hate most in my life is a bitch who only knows how to meddle in other people's relationships." Those words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Carol, chilling her to th ecore.

Carol then thought about what happened to Ciara. Didn't the mistress beca thorn in her side? "Aunt Ciara, I'm not that kind of person. Alexander and I were childhood sweethearts. We met first." She tried to explain.

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Ciara moved her hand and took a wet wipe to wipe the area that had just touched Carol's skin, "Even if I have Alzheimer's disease, I would never insinuate Alexander say he likes you. Aren't you having wishful thinking?" "But Aunt Ciara, I really like Alexander. How can this woman be worthy of him? She has no family, no reputable background, and she hasn't even graduated from college. Apart from her face, she is absolutely useless. If Alexander divorces her, our two families will definitely be more stronger if we join forces." "Like? The most worthless thing in the world is liking someone." Ciara spoke contemptuously, "Or do you think that the Sterling family is about to go bankrupt and we have to marry into your family to save ourselves? The Simard familie resources must be plenty, but it can't be compared to ours. You are just a lousy thing. I don't see what gave you the courage to slander my daughter-in-law again and again in front of me?" Ciara was too lazy to argue with someone below her before, but at that moment, she just decided to put Carol in her place.

Carol's face looked particularly aggrieved, "Aunt Ciara, what did I do wrong? In the past two years, I have No the m treated you like my biological mother.

If I did something wrong, you can telland I will rectify it." "Did I ask you to cand take care of me? Am I hemiplegic or am I

handicapped? Is it because the Sterling family doesn't mily does "Chave enough servants of do you think you can do a better job than a servant?" Carol stopped sobbing and looked at Ciara in disbelief.

"Aunt Ciara, you, you didn't say that before."

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