Corran really didn’t expect that what Don Albert said before turned out to be true.
I wanted to find Charlie’s preferential treatment conditions, but she didn’t expect that not only did Charlie ignore her, but also directly lowered her daily food standard from fifty Dollar to thirty Dollar.
At this moment, she experienced the same pain as the Lady Wilson at this time.
I knew it would be such a result, so why bother to pretend to be this?
Don Albert glanced at Corran, who was crying, and sneered, “What am I talking about? I said Master Wade will definitely lower your food standards. You just don’t believe it. Have you taken it now?”
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