Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman

Madeline could not link the woman calling her names with Meredith.

Ever since she entered the Crawford Family and met Meredith, she had felt that the latter was a young lady who was magnanimous. elegant. kind. and gentle. However. right now...

“I'm so mad! I wasted so much time and effort by forming the perfect plan and making

Jeremy drink that drugged beverage. I had even called reporters to photograph and record evidence of me spending the night with Jeremy the first thing in the morning so that Old

Man Whitman would agree to let me marry Jeremy. Who knew I had misread the room number and slept with a wretched-looking tramp. I accidentally let Madeline benefit from it!”

So, this was the truth: this was the true face of the good sister who had been trying to beg for mercy on her behalf a few minutes ago.

Madeline’s heart was now beating extremely fast. She felt extreme feelings of lament hysteria.

This was the precious darling that was so kind and gentle in Jeremy's eyes.

and easy-mannered young

big sister that she had held in high respect

an idiot as well. How could you have entered the wrong

Rose, complained.

be more fun so I took the drugs as well. How would I have known that it would be so potent?” Meredith's tone became agitated. “What should we do next? I don’t want her to stay in

look at how worried Jeremy was just now. As long as you say the word, he'll definitely divorce

to marry her. The person

“Who does that b*tch think she is? How dare she fight with me over Jeremy. If her bone marrow didn't match mine, she’d never have been allowed to step foot into our home. Do you know how disgusted I feel every time I

felt her vision begin to turn dark. She could also feel a chill

good intentions but because

been calling Madeline her sister merely

around. Madeline

Heh.

How ironic.