The Comfort

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After hanging up the phone, Angie glanced at Avery provocatively, then left while walking in her seven-inch high heels. Although she left, the people around her started pointing and whispering. "Isn't that Avery from the cleaning department? I heard she just found a BMW and Jaguar prince, why is he involved with Director Anderson now?” "Oh, what's so strange about that? She was born to be a mistress, what's there to be afraid of?" "It's quite common for a woman like her to be picked up by several men at the same time. Just thinking about it makes her feel really disgusted." "Hey, what nonsense are you guys talking about? Avery is not that kind of person." Queenie couldn't stand it any longer and shouted angrily at the crowd. No one wanted to provoke her, so the crowd quickly dispersed.

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