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Rumor had it that Xaviera Evans had a weak constitution—a sickly beauty. Rumor had it that she spent a fortune every day on medications—eating them like candy. Rumor had it that ten servants waited on her by her bed every day—a burden to everyone. They were all waiting for the Evans family to toss Xaviera Evans back to the countryside and leave her to fend for herself. 
Xaviera Evans: "They're all saying that I'm weak and can't take care of myself. Apparently, I spend money recklessly as well.” 
She looked down at her tattered shirt and was exasperated. 
Xaviera Evans: “Are you saying that this wealthy family lets their daughter wear tattered clothes every day?” 
The Evans family's rich daughter? She had enough! She would not be it anymore! Therefore… 
Scumbag guy: "Without the Evans family, you're nothing." 
Xaviera Evans: "If I'm kicked out of the Evans family, I'll be done for." 
Scumbag girl: "Sis, don't be too disappointed. As long as you work hard, you'll be praised one day.”
Xaviera Evans: "Shut up, I don't know a traitor like you." 
The scumbag guy and girl: "???" 
Rumor had it that the Mamet family's youngest son, Caleb Mamet, rashly married a woman who had nothing but looks. 
Xaviera Evans: "Is someone looking down on me?" 
One day, Xaviera Evans saw one of Caleb Mamet's employees racking his brains over a series of numbers on the computer screen. Since she was free, she lent a hand. 
Did she just crack the firewall created by the joint efforts of top elite hackers?! 
Caleb Mamet inched closer with every step. "Xaviera, what else are you hiding from me? Hmm?" 
Xaviera Evans: "Oh, no! I feel dizzy again! I'm so weak. This body of mine is just too weak!"

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"Have we met before?" Xaviera still looked indifferent, making Madam Powell's face turn the color of a pig liver. She gasped for breath and couldn't speak.


Robert Powell by the side hurriedly spoke up, "Xaviera, this is your grandmother."


Madam Powell trembled, pointed at Xaviera, and snapped furiously, "You're indeed an ill-bred wild girl! You don't even know how to greet your elders, and you pretend not to recognize me. When I told you to come here, are you deaf?"


The onlookers were puzzled. How could Miss Evans not recognize her own grandmother? Even if she didn't grow up under the old lady's care, she shouldn't be so indifferent!


Everyone around Fragrant House looked over. What confused them was that Fragrant House was Albert Sullivan's territory, and ordinary people wouldn't make a fuss here for fear of offending him. Even if someone did cause trouble, the staff would ask them to leave. So why didn't the staff at the door show any intention of driving people away?


Chapter 1489: Human Prejudice is a Mountain