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    “Dolores is trouble. Be on your guard, Ynde. She might try to hurt you.”


    “She’s now clinging to your brother and will do anything to hold on to him. Ynde, watch your back.”


    “Be cautious. She could turn on you at any moment.” Norah, swirling the wine in her ss, finally grasped the situation. This wasn’t a casual get-together; it was a full-blown Dolores bashing session. Whatever Ynde said, her loyal court would simply echo and endorse it.


    With a decisive clink, Ynde ced her ss on the table and reached for her wallet.


    “Drink up,dies! This one’s on me. Let’s enjoy the night!”


    “I don’t think Dolores deserves Marlin. He is wealthy and aplished; why would he choose such a woman as his girlfriend?”


    Ynde emptied her ss of wine, her cheeks flushing red.


    “In Silverdale, Marlin is considered a dream catch by many affluent women. He’s handsome and skilled. He’s been single for ages, yet he fell for that terrible woman.”


    She poured herself another ss and sank deeper into her thoughts.


    “Dolores truly doesn’t deserve Marlin. She’s just his girlfriend, not his wife, yet she acts all high and mighty.”


    Now, Ynde no longer held any resentment toward Rosalee. Her hatred was solely directed at Dolores, and she was determined to convince Marlin to end things with her.


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    Herpanions echoed in agreement.


    After Norah finished her wine, Ynde promptly refilled her ss.


    She puzzled over the situation. They were all venting about Dolores, and Ynde had rallied a few girls to share herints, so why did Ynde specifically invite her? Norah couldn’t figure out why Ynde had brought this up to her. However, it was evident that Dolores was not a likable person. Her behavior in their brief encounters had been off-putting.


    Norah checked her phone; still no message from Sean. Feeling down, she sipped on several more sses of wine. She intended to stick around for a bit before heading back to her dorm early.


    When she came to her senses, she realized all the others had left, leaving only Ynde in the room.


    “Are you done?”


    Norah stood up, her vision clear. The wine hadn’t affected her much. After all, the wine Ynde had chosen was quite weak. She could have drunk it all and not felt drunk.


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