Chapter <b>222</b>
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Maryony was taken aback, her gaze daning towards the couch where clothes, a belt, and underwear were seen haphazard
down <b>her </b>spine, “He hasn’t left ye?”
fey, with a coy smile, remained silent
Marguerite was bbergasted, “Miley, he came here yesterday morning, didn’t he
Peeling flustered Miley changed the subject “Enough about me you said you needed help What’s going on?”
Marquette had a stern look on her face, thinking that Miley was moving too fast with this man she had never even met before But given the situation, she had no tima for Ailey’s personal affaire. She unmediately pulled out her phone with a shattered screen and presented it to Miley
<b>“</b>All the photos on my phone were deleted Can you help me recover them?”
“Who deleted your photos?” Miley asked
Marguente sighed, <b>exining </b>the events of the previous night to Miley But Miley seemed more interested in the juicy bitst
“No way! Are <b>you </b>saying that Lisette is really having an affair with a younger man?”
actual problem.
Marguente rubbed her temples, tapping impatiently on her phone screen, “This isn’t the time for gossip I need those pictures. If you can’t help me, take my phone to a repair shop”
As Marguente grabbed her phone to leave, Miley quickly grasped her arm, I can do it When have I ever let you down?”
“How long will it take?”
Miley nced at the closed bedroom door, giving a cheeky smile, “Depends on his pace”
Marguente rolled her eyes
Women in love were hopeless, and their intelligence seemned to plummet dramatically
“How long have you known him? Can he be trusted?”
Miley nodded fervently. “Of course. He was the one who helped recover the surveince footage
With this reassurance, Marguente felt slightly relieved She had been meaning to thank him in person for that, but never got the chance
Leaving her phone with Mey, Marguente quickly made her way to the door, “Do you have a spare phone I can borrow for a few days
“Sure do Miley handed her a brand new phone from a storage cab, “Never been used”
Gratefully epting Miley’s “gift“, Marguerite left in a hurry
Soon after, Robert emerged from the bedroom, feeling sore all over He <b>had </b>hoped to find out more about Miley’s friend, but ended up getting more involved than he
expected
Despite not getting much done, he did learn Smiley’s real name
Miley
A sweet name, but in bed, she was <b>a </b>wildcat.
But he enjoyed it
Before he could gather his thoughts, Miley appeared with a phone in her hands. Unable to resist, he pulled her into his arms again