But all this glory originally should have been hers! It's Mabel Quinn's fault, Mabel Quinn took the glory that should have belonged to her!
And now, she can only be like a dark mouse, hiding secretly in the corner watching all this.
Francine Howards' lips curled into a sinister smile, "Mabel Quinn, don't be too proud. The more glorious you are now, the more painful it will be in the future. I will double my pain back on you!" She murmured lowly, her phone rang at this moment. Francine looked at the caller ID on the phone, her smile deepened, and then she exited the crowd and walked towards the dark corner.
"So, you finally decided to call?" Francine pressed the call button and spoke to the person on the other end, "There's no problem with us working together. After all, we both hate Mabel Quinn, right?"
Because of hatred, things can be accomplished better.
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