"That's right." Sheila said angrily, "I've never seen such a shameless person like her. This account is either herself or one of her friends."
"She is quite anxious." Ingrid returned the phone to Sheila. As the real daughter of the Swinton family, she wasn't affected by Sandy's trick.
"It's fine." She picked up her fork again and continued eating.
Looking at her calm appearance, Sheila was anxious. "Uncle Glenn pampered Sandy, but why are you also like this?"
Ingrid paused her hand holding the food, and looked up. "Have you contacted my dad?"
Sheila was shocked.
Ingrid looked at her, narrowing her eyes slightly. "What did you talk about?"
"We just talked about Sandy." Sheila lowered her head and gulped down the soup.
"If you don't tell the truth, I will ask him."
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