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Chapter 597 Do You Think That’s Right?
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At Sterling Empire Headquarters that afternoon, Sheila walked into Matthew’s office with a look of concern. Her arrival hinted at unpleasant news. Matthew looked up, curious.

“Mom, what do you mean by that? What did Elaine do?” he asked.

Sheila sighed. “She’s been impossible. I’ve run into her having lunch with Liz twice, and they were rowdy.”

Matthew raised an eyebrow. “Rowdy?”

“Exactly! Today, I noticed a bottle of Spanish wine on their table,” she said, crossing her arms.

“Oh, great... they
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