Emily Martin
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Lilia just wanted to know the answer to that question. She didn't care about anything else. As long as Merry was on Sasha's side, she would not be able to believe anything that young woman said. Hearing that question, Merry's eyes widened in surprise. Then she shook her head so hard that her braid twisted like a windmill. "Not! Of course not!" Merry answered quickly, "I swear that I became your assistant of my own accord! Aunt Sasha doesn't even know that I work for you!" Lilia was silent for a…
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When Lilia heard what Chris said, her mind turned blank for a moment. She was pinching herself to make sure that she wasn't dreaming. Merry was the daughter of the Hiroshi Family? And she's Sasha's niece too? Could it be that from the start, Merry's goal to be her assistant was... Lilia shook her head vigorously to ward off the thought. Merry had been by her side for more than half a year and the young woman had never done anything wrong. Anyone could see that Merry was truly loyal to Lilia. And…
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That night, while Lilia was focusing on shooting her film, a huge commotion broke out in the Hiroshi family in Surabaya. Sasha immediately called her eldest brother and reported in the most sarcastic way that Merry did not go to college in America. Instead, the young woman remained in Indonesia and worked for other people. Sasha exaggerated the story and made Lilia sound like a kidnapper who forced Merry to work for her. Hearing that, Samuel exploded in anger. He immediately ordered his subordinates…
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Merry took several breaths, trying to calm her racing heart. She always knew that this moment would come and that she couldn't keep her secret forever. Sasha stabbed her with a mocking look, "If you know I'm your aunt, why did you try to run away when you saw me?" Then Sasha's gaze shifted to Lilia's changing room, which Merry didn't have time to lock. She narrowed her eyes with an irritated expression. "Why are you together with Lilia Pangestu?" Sasha asked in a demanding voice. Merry closed…
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Jean had told Lilia to rest, but reality said something different. They had just arrived at the hotel around seven in the evening when Lilia got word from Louis. The cast was expected to gather at eight in the evening at the studio as they would continue filming at night. It was likely that the shoot would last all night as it made up for wasted time. While reading the announcement, Lilia immediately sighed. They had just returned to the hotel, but now she had to leave again. "What's wrong?" Jean…
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Mike's ambiguous action shook the peace at the dinner table. Some looked surprised, panicked, and even angered. Except for one person. Lilia continued to gobble up her food without noticing the cold war that had just happened. Her gaze was fixed on the grilled ribs piled up on her plate. These were the most delicious grilled ribs she had ever eaten, and Lilia was determined to finish it all. Leila lowered her head and fell silent after the plate was rejected by Mike. Yet she was silently observing…
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When Leila greeted the two people in low tones, Mike gave her a look of disgust. He really hated stubborn people who easily went along with what others said. Claire clapped her hands together and made everyone turn their heads, "Since we've all gathered here, how about we eat together?" She suggested, smiling broadly, "Ah, Leila, you don't have to care what Mike says. You didn't do anything wrong, okay?" Claire was deliberately being gentle with Leila because she didn't want to hurt the young woman's…
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Jean realized that there was something wrong with his wife. He grabbed Lilia's hand and rubbed the back of her hand as he whispered, "What's wrong?" Lilia jumped up and turned to face Jean, then she forced out a faint smile, "N-nothing." She replied, shaking her head. Jean frowned, but Lilia had turned her attention back to Leila. Meanwhile, Leila accepted the tissue that Claire handed her and rubbed her eyes. She took a deep breath as she stole a glance at Mike, who was leaning lazily into his…
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Jean nodded, "Brother Andrew doesn't need to worry. In the end, government policies are just preventive measures. My company has done market research and made a strategy accordingly. We have also established a special department to handle the market here. So far everything is going well!" Jean's answer was calm and authoritative. He looked like a king who was planning to expand his kingdom. His fingers intertwined and his eyes flashed with ambition. Seeing Jean's figure brought an inexplicable…
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Andrew and Claire's home was located in an elite residential area known for its impressive building style. Their house was designed in a typical Tuscany architectural style and had a touch of Mediterranean style. When Lilia arrived in front of the two-story house, she saw a man with blonde hair. The man was smoking while leaning against the front door. His blank gaze was fixed on the sky, as if he could see something in the distance. Lilia checked her watch, which showed twelve in the afternoon. The…
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