Chapter 57 Jealous Woman
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Chapter 57 Jealous Woman
Nancy’s expression grew even more complicated. What surprised me was that she looked at Yvette with sympathy rather than sympathy for
She patted Yvette on the shoulder. “Yvette, you should tone it down, or you might regret it later.”
Yvette turned to look at her, her beautiful face now serious. “I came here today to meet the concept artist. Where is he?”
