Chapter 741: Has Phoebe Hoffman Been Here Before_1

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"Damn!" Nathalie Quinlan rarely cursed, but she did now as she threw off her quilt and got out of bed. Her dark eyes still had the irritability of a poor night's sleep, and the corners were tinged with bloodshot lines, making her beautiful eyes uncomfortably dry.

"Bang, bang, bang..." The knocking outside continued.

After she got up, she didn't immediately go to open the door; instead, she sat on the bed for two minutes to collect herself before slowly getting up and suppressing the annoyance in her eyes.

She stood, slipped into her slippers, walked over, and opened the door.

"What do you want?"

Quite cold.

Not the coldness of formal politeness, but one laden with hostility, bleak and unapproachable.

When Phoebe Hoffman saw her come out, her eyes reddened as if she'd suffered a great grievance, suddenly bending over to bow in apology, "I'm sorry, Ms. Quinlan. I'm here to apologize for what I did before, and I hope you can forgive me!"

Nathalie Quinlan: "?"