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Goodbye, My Love

Chapter 255
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It seemed these two would never stop being at odds.

Jimmie sighed, beginning a conversation on their behalf.

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“I don’t know what's going on with you guys. Slater just got out of the hospital, and now you're injured and in here too?” Slater still cared about his friend and, subconsciously, he looked at Marco's bandaged arm, complaining about whoever caused it.

“You must have been hurt by those demonstrators. | saw the news. It's all Loraine’s fault. She made a mistake and got you involved. Now you're injured, but she still hasn't come to see you. What a cold-blooded woman!” Hearing this, Marco raised his head and looked at Slater's indignant expression, frowning.

“It's not her fault. The project is in a critical position right now. It's normal that she can't spare time to visit.” Slater was shocked to hear this. “Marco, how could you still speak nicely about that woman? Are you enchanted by her?” For a moment, Slater forgot that he had beaten by Marco.

Afraid that they would fight again, Jimmie quickly interrupted and changed the topic.

“Let's just stop there. Marco, | found something about Loraine recently.” The two stopped arguing immediately and focused their attention on Jimmie.

“What did you find?” “Don't keep us in suspense!” Taking a deep breath, Jimmie spoke slowly.

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“| checked all the information about Loraine, but there are no flawg, She grew UR {nn orpHaRdDe ‘and relied ok-diti to go to school in a small town..."

“| knew it. That woman is from the countryside. There is rofhiago! . . I investigate? diater concluded. “It's not that simple.” Jimmie shook his head.

“Although Loraine was poor, her best friend is rich.” The|Gdrieht ts oh ER. vald om! Slater was stunned.

“What do you mean?”