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Chapter 20 Whose little fox is it?

"Stop right there!"

Nancy came up and stopped Anne; she contemptuously measured her and pointed her fishbone braid with her finger, and she said provocatively.

"My elder brother is about to get engaged to your elder sister, both parents have agreed that the day is set for today, so don't you try to seduce my elder brother again! Are you clear? You are a nasty wild fox!"

Nancy was overbearing and had a look of contempt in her eyes.

She had always disliked Anne, who had always acted like a nobleman and had always been quiet, and she was not as good as Amy, who could make her happy.

"Good."

Without stopping, Anne yawned and bypassed her and continued on her way.

Since she was a child, she had heard so much of this cynicism and sarcasm that she'd become numb to it.

Seeing that Anne didn't want to communicate too much, Amy instantly felt meaningless, she was here specifically to demonstrate, it was time to give her some strong medicine.

Bullying the downtrodden had always been her strong suit.

She wrapped her arms around her and gave a cold laugh, her demonic pupils overflowed with an unsuspecting gloom.

"Little fox yawn! You've been up all night. Are you tired? I see your legs are not even close together!

"Isn't it? Little fox's legs were just never closed!" Nancy followed to say.

The little fox, the fox girl, the white-haired vixen, the empress......

These nicknames were given by the older sister, the cousin, and friends who grew up together with her. It was because she had attracted the most handsome Nick in her teenage years, leaving him spellbound.

Anne accepted and she changed her various internet nicknames to "Whose Little Fox".

Seeing that she was not stimulated by these words, Amy said grimly, "Alas, even though you're just a child picked up by my parents, they had also given you a surname, so don't disgrace the family and be less indulgent!"

"What do you mean?"

Anne's mind went blank, and she stopped her footsteps and turned around violently, and then she looked at Amy coldly.

"What's the matter, you doubt the truth of my words?"

Seeing the effect of her words, Amy snickered and moved closer to Anne, and she said. "The reason why Mom didn't tell you this secret is to make you serve for our family heart and soul, but you're too selfish, so how about letting you know your humble status.......stray dog!"

"You say that again!"

Anne stared in shock and grabbed Amy's lapel in one hand.

Although she often suspected that she wasn't the biological daughter, she still wished that she was, and who wanted to be someone of unknown origin?

"Gee, my new Dior dress is so expensive! Let go, you want to get it old and take it! I'm telling you I'd rather throw it away than give it to you!"

After saying that, Amy used all of her strength and pushed at Anne with boredom.

Nancy Thomas took the opportunity to reach out and secretly pushed her, Anne stumbled a few steps and smashed into a clump of roses, and her arm was instantly hot and painful.

She struggled to get up, Amy quickly walked over to her and put a foot on the back of Anne's foot, her thin heel crushed downward and Fuse Anne's face instantly went pale.

"Little fox, I hope you remember that my parents raised you for twenty years, and that kindness is higher than heaven, so don't be ungrateful, or heaven will strike you with thunder."

"Yeah, chop you!" Nancy said with disgust and fierceness in her eyes, she was like a lackey.

"Huh...sisters, let us have a drink to celebrate, my treat, get up!"

After saying that, Amy took a triumphant pose and led them away with Nancy.

Anne's mind went blank as she looked at Amy's back, her eyes were so sour that she couldn't help but shed a tear.

She didn't cry when she was sold by her mother, bullied by her sister and abandoned by Nick Thomas, but when she learned that she wasn't the biological daughter; she couldn't bear it and especially wanted to cry.

She didn't feel so sad when she was bullied by her elder sister before, and this time she particularly hated it, was she bullied because she wasn't the biological daughter?

After living together for twenty years, even if she was not biological, it was time to get attached, right?

She had to go back to her parents and she wanted them to tell her personally that she wasn't picked up.

Anne rose from the flowering bushes; she carried her skirt and stumbled towards the side door.

Out the side door, she chose a secluded path to walk, because she was afraid of being seen by others, and she accidentally tripped on a vine of rosebuds, causing her to fall out again.

Misfortunes never came singly.

"Uh...." she sullenly called out.

Coincidentally, a cool black Rolls-Royce Silver Phantom drove by like a shot.

With limited edition sunglasses, Allen was so handsome.

He put one hand on the frame of the car and his precious long fingers were on the steering wheel, pondering.

He seemed to be a real professor now, and he came to Surprise University again to prepare for a calligraphy and painting appraisal class for the National Painting 6001 class.

"Uh......."

Suddenly, he sensitively caught a mournful yelp.

The voice was very similar to the sound of that of the Yoda Royal City Hotel that night.

Allen's eyes flickered to the rearview mirror, and in the mirror, he saw a white-skirted girl had fallen!

He slammed on the brakes and reversed the car and stopped in front of the girl.

Shit, acquaintances.

A useless woman chewed grass when she walked, you were so stupid.

Well, you didn't have to go to class either.

Allen stuck his chin and looked out the window helplessly, how did she fall? Did her body still hurt?

Suddenly, he stretched out his index finger and picked off his sunglasses. There was blood on the girl's white coat, and her palm-sized face was with tear marks, which was very pathetic and as shiny as the Milky Way in the sunlight.

Ouch, Ouch!

Allen instantly felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if he had been strangled by the devil's sharp claws, and the stinging pain was so real and irresistible.

Strange!

He pressed his chest, why was the reaction so strong? He'd have to check for a heart attack.

Allen put his sunglasses away and pushed open the car door, at which point the phone rang and he scratched the answer button.

"Speak!" He had always been a gentleman of his word.

"President!" It was Kevin's voice, "There's been some progress on Miss Miller's profile."

"Speak in one breath!"

He pursed his lips and covered his chest, and it was still hurt when he spoke.

"According to the investigation, Anne Miller was not born to Loren Lynd and Bruce Miller, and she was picked up as an abandoned baby......."

An abandoned baby?

Allen wrinkled his brows; no wonder the girl was crying with a snotty face, did she know that she was abandoned?

"Three things."

Allen's handsome face tensed tightly as he ordered, his deep and dark eyes were staring in the direction of Anne.

"First, clean up the house in Spring Garden at once, I'll stay at night; second, run the Starflower Garden Manor for me, all the housekeepers and servants should be transferred from Country Y, I can't trust the people in S City; third, continue to investigate Anne Miller's origin."

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