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Lucille gave her a faint smile, her eyes cold and sharp. However, Zoey was indeed an impressive actress. She had already begun unleashing a set of superb skills. Facing Lucille's gaze, not only did she not feel guilty at all, but she even asked her a question in a pitiful tone. "Lucille, why don't you believe me..." Charles, who was standing by the side, could not bear to see Zoey suffer. He glared at Lucille through the railings and fiercely roared, "Don't be so ungrateful. My father was the one who gave Zoey the dowry. She really liked it, but she still made the difficult choice to give it to you! Even if you don't thank her, do you really need to have that kind of attitude?" "What about my attitude?" Lucille dug her ears and nonchalantly continued, "Also, you're wrong. This isn't a difficult choice at all. It's called returning the item to its rightful owner. Zoey's the one who took what's always been mine in the first place. Isn't that so?" "You..." Charles couldn't argue at all. H

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