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395 What Else Can You Do But Lie?
With her hands putting on the glass, Andrea looked at the woman who was asleep through the glass. She finally knew why Logan would bring her here. The crystal coffin was finally put to the ground with a thump. Andrea looked at the crystal coffin in which a familiar figure was quietly lying there. The woman wore a plain white dress, and her face was unchanged as if years had left no trace on her. Andrew looked at Andrea clenching her hand into a fist, and asked curiously, “Do you know her?” Andrea burst into tears and said, “Yes. She’s my mother.” Andrew was surprised that Andrea’s mother was so young. Looking at the woman in the crystal coffin, Logan was also stunned and stood still. He looked at the woman in shock with dark eyes. As he saw, Olivia was as attractive as ten years a
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