Margarett Vance's expression froze, staring at her blankly: "You're lying! She died from illness, it has nothing to do with me."
Tiana Thorne chuckled softly, her words cutting like jewels: "Ha, even now, you still can't see what's really going on. I don't know whether to call you pathetic or laughable."
"I won't listen, won't listen!"
Tiana Thorne had no need to continue, because she knew Margarett Vance understood in her heart.
Back then, Mandy Sterling fell ill after discovering everything, and it was an illness she could never recover from. In the end, she walked the lonely path to Hades.
Actually, what hurt Mandy Sterling the most wasn't Margarett Vance's betrayal, but the denial of their three years of friendship, three years...
Neither too long nor too short...
"I never expected Margarett Vance to steal someone's work, especially her best friend's. It's despicable."
"Mandy Sterling even had leukemia, treated Margarett Vance so well, how could she bear to do that?"
