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"You..." Mandy Qamar's face went pale. That rumor had been around for a while. In recent years, however, due to her influence, no one dared bring it up and stir trouble in front of her. Even though she knew she hadn't poisoned anyone, perhaps, she had just played some small tricks.
Still, she tried her best to keep this hidden from Yves King. She didn't want him to see her as a cunning and manipulative woman.
But at the time, she had no choice. The old man was on his last leg and his descendants were already starting to argue over the inheritance, fighting amongst themselves. She was the target of everyone's hostility and scheming.
Whether for self-protection or ambition, all she could do was fight back, even if it meant striking first. The intense and bloody conflicts, she didn't want Yves King to know.
All she wanted was to present her best side to the man she loved.
