Chapter 97 Encounter (1)

The night was cold and miserable. Abbigail sat on the heart-shaped rose and could not stop her tears from flowing.

All her efforts for many years were in vain. Besides, she was called a slut.

In fact, she knew very well what the consequences of being a secret lover were, but she refused to let go.

She was afraid of poverty!

Money could give her a sense of security. She didn't have to hustle and earn money every day to rent a house. She didn't have to care about trivial things. She also didn't have to envy other women who had cars to pick them up on rainy days.

She even dreamed that one day she could marry into the Hume family. This way, her entire life would be in glory and wealth.

But all of this ... is gone!

And the culprit is Ms. Danbury!

She is prettier than me!

Younger than me!

A daughter of a rich family.