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The Truth2

Author: Susi_miu
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-30 12:50:20

Right in front of Theo's office. In the space between the glass doors, a beautiful, dexterous woman rose to bow respectfully to Rose.

"Good morning, Mrs. Witson."

Rose's eyebrows knitted deeply. She smiled stiffly, then looked at Lion uncomprehendingly. "Why does she know me?" asked Rose in a half-whisper. As far back as Rose could remember, Theo had never introduced her to anyone else. Even looking back, when they were at the altar only certain people were able to get Rose's attention—not including the woman who was her husband's secretary, Sonya.

"Mr. Witson is receiving guests, ma'am. Would you perhaps like to wait or leave something?"

"I feel old being called that. Just call me Rose, it sounds better." Rose tucked a few loose strands of hair forward. The look in Sonya's eyes was too formal, Rose wasn't used to it. She looked down for a moment to compose herself.

"I'll just wait here." Rose said very quietly, never expecting to say anything untowar
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