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Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Mother of the World
"You're just making false accusations, spouting nonsense, and trying to drive a wedge between Dilan and me. These petty tricks won't work. I won't fall for your schemes. I advise you to give up and do yourself a favor," Ashley declared, radiating a regal air. Each word, though seemingly calm, was a declaration to Gilla: *I, Ashley, am the rightful partner. No matter how much you scheme, you'll always be nothing more than a concubine.* "Besides," Ashley continued, "Dilan wouldn't dare to do the things you're suggesting. He might think about them, but that's as far as it goes." Dilan, inwardly thrilled, nodded vigorously, eager to appease Ashley. "Exactly! She's slandering me. I haven't done anything. In my heart, my wife is the best. No one compares!" He was deeply touched. Ashley unde
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