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Chapter 1693 Mild Sweetness

Edison had always looked down on Rosalyn. He was currently in the living room, shouting furiously, like a mad dog. Rosalyn sat quietly on the couch, as if she had grown accustomed to scenes like this. Edison roared, "I told you to go beg the Whitman family! Get moving! What are you doing sitting here all day?" "Edison Waldron, I'm not like you. I still have some conscience. You know exactly how you've wronged the Whitman family, yet now, are you really saying you want me to beg them?" Rosalyn continued firmly, "I won't do it." "Then use your father's old connections! Didn't he leave behind a network of people back in the day? You've spent all these years unemployed, living off me like a parasite! You're useless! Now that the company's in trouble, you won't do anything!" As he ranted, he grabbed Rosalyn's arm roughly. "Go beg them now!" It was at this moment that people from the Whitman family arrived. "Mrs. Waldron, I've been sent by Ms. Quinnell," a man in black, Norman Brook,

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