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Chapter 97: Dinner with the Mos

***Scarlett***

I sat next to Lois. I could hardly touch my food because the stare in the room messed with my appetite.

"We don't play with food around here." Ingrid looked up from her plate and gave me a death stare.

"Sorry. It's just that I'm not hungry."

"You should have just said so."

Her response made me feel bad, as though I had committed a great crime. So I forced myself to chew three spoons of the food.

"There's a rumor going round that you lost your memory. Is it all of it or some of it? Because you look fine to me." Ingrid asked.

Lois coughed. "Ingrid, can we just eat? Maybe after the meal you two talk. You can ask her all the questions you want—"

Ingrid immediately held out a hand and Lois paused. "There's nothing wrong in having a conversation when eating." She tends to look at me and without another word from her. I knew that she wanted my anger to be questioned.

"I'm okay. Evans lied that I had lost my memory so that he would be able to deny any allegations I mig
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