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A Legacy of Luxury
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2024-10-29 19:42:56After a thorough examination of the master bedroom, Lily made her way downstairs.
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As Lily stood up, Carla looked at her with concern and asked, "What are you going to do now?"Lily gazed at her mother and replied, "I'll be back," before getting into a taxi and leaving. Carla watched her daughter depart, her heart aching for all that Lily had been through, and she silently prayed for her daughter's healing and peace.On her way back to the mansion, Lily fought back tears, her hands clenched into fists. When she arrived, she stood in front of the mansion for a while, taking in the sight before heading inside. She began packing her belongings into a suitcase, leaving behind the dresses and gifts Greg had bought for her. She only packed the clothes she had brought with her originally.After finishing packing, Lily sent a text message to Greg: "Can you come home? We need to talk." Then, she made her way to Sophia's room. She played with the child and hugged her, feeling a wave of sadness wash over her as she realized how much she would miss Sophia. The young girl, unawa
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That night, Lily lay in Greg's arms, recounting the day's events to him. When she mentioned what Theresa had told her, Greg stared at Lily and said, "Don't listen to Theresa. Believe me when I say you don't want to cross her. She's pure evil."Lily sat up, surprised, and asked, "What do you mean she's pure evil? Wasn't she your first love? Are you saying you fell for an evil person?" She then stared at Greg and continued, "Are you hiding anything from me, Greg?"Greg replied defensively, "What do you mean? I'm not hiding anything!"Realizing she might have overreacted, Lily said, "I was just joking." She noticed Greg's tense demeanor and asked, "Are you okay? Why are you so tense?"Greg shook his head and said, "Just tired from work stress.""I should let you rest, then," Lily said, giving him a quick peck on the lips before leaving the room.Later that night, Lily texted Theresa, asking where they could meet to discuss her past. Theresa, smirking, sent her the location of a restauran
