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In the living room.

Rita left. The atmosphere in the living room was getting more and more tense. It seemed that the room fell into the ice cellar and the chill was

already spreading.

Everyone in the living room felt in danger and dare not breathe.

Especially Charlotte, she knew how important

Joey was to Liam.

What's more, after Rita became the scapegoat, she was so miserable during that year. So... Now she was extremely frightened, and her nerves were on edge.

At this point, Liam sat on the sofa with his legs crossed.

He leaned lazily on the sofa. His long black eyes swept the crowd one by one, and finally were fixed on Charlotte. His eyes suddenly narrowed.

Charlotte happened to look up.

Eye to eye, she could hardly breathe at the coldness in his eyes. Then she went limb and fell to the ground. "Liam, I was wrong. I was wrong!"

"It's noisy." He frowned and his eyes were filled with impatience.

He slid her a sideways glance, who quickly shut up. He knocked on the arm of the sofa with