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Chapter 92 Counseling Psychology

Old Mrs. Taylor saw the chief's smile and thought it was a sure thing. She also smiled, "Yes, my granddaughter did something wrong." "But, what a pity. In this case, you are not qualified to manage." He said, "Send the guest away!" Old Mrs. Taylor was incredulous. "What do you say? I am Laura's grandmother, how can I not be qualified to take charge? Who else is qualified to take charge but me!" old Mrs. Taylor stood up aggressively and tried to make a fuss. The chief ignored her and emphasized, "I said, send her away. You hear me!" The crowd rushed up and "invited" old Mrs. Taylor out. "You! Let go of me!" Old Mrs. Taylor stood in front of the police station, patting her messy collar, shaking with anger, "This, this group of people, they, they..." "Mom." Mr. Taylor was busy going up to calm her anger, "Don't get angry." After a moment's hesitation, he added, "That chief... I recognize it." "You recognize it?" Old Mrs. Taylor moved and said joyfully, "Then why didn't you say so

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