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Chapter 415 I’m Sorry, Kid
Author: Anderson José
last update2024-08-15 22:17:58

The grand celebration at the Lion’s Den Community Center was in full swing.

The crowd’s excitement reached a fever pitch as it was time for Patricia to deliver her speech. Although the representative had been expecting a written draft, Patricia had chosen to speak from memory.

She took a deep breath and addressed the eager audience. “Good morning, dear neighbors. As someone who was practically born and raised in this neighborhood, I can say that I am very proud to represent you. My ex-boyfriend, Matthew Sterling, also spent his childhood and teenage years here, and he didn’t hesitate to help the community as soon as he had the means and the power to do so. He appointed me as a spokesperson to lead that charity auction which helped raise funds. On behalf of Silva Oil Company, my current boyfriend’s company, we want to express our wishes for a dignified life for all of you, dear neighbors!”

The residents erupted in cheers. “Long live!!” they shouted, their voices merging into a wave of
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