Beauty's Rebirth: Take Control Of Destiny

he was standing on the back of a knife.

dn't tell what was different. But she just gave up the chance to drive away Irene. Lydia couldn

topic recently. If you cancel it like this, how can your father face others?

letely ignoring Tom's stand. Speaking of something that seemed to be conscious in

ttitude. Now when he heard what Lydia said, he felt

you are my daughter, and you must listen to my arrangement!" sa

as nothing compared with An group, which was a big company. So as long as a person had

nt look of Tom, Irene

hoose to give up everything in An Group, which m

o cry out and see what express

Irene hid her emotions and her eyes

tely throw things and leave with disdain. But things were different

n't you wa

body shook. If it weren't for the fact that Jessica held

ect his daughter to be so weak that

ars, and her face became paler an

o anything. Irene can cook for you, wash your clothes and

at the gate of the hospital. Listening to the trembling voice and pale face of Irene, everyone looke

ss. The hidden fierceness behind them was self-evident. Everyone's di

n apart. She looked at the man in front of her with beseechin

orry for your daughter? Anyway, Irene is your own daughter! Irene had a car accident, but there was no one to take care of her. At least

ing to pour out all the grievances in the past few year

ughter. She regretted falling in love with such a h

ke a snow lotus on the mountain, she was now in a mes

ger than Tom, but now she l

temptation and had an affair with Lydia in secret

hich made Tom feel a sense of distance. Gradually, the sense of distance turned in

om's eyes infu

't look in the mirror. How dare you come here to pre

Tom! He worked so hard in the company every day. You can't s

oked very distressed. She held Tom'

nd with a whine, the anger that had jus

e days. Only in this way can I recover so soon. Irene can p

Sometimes, she even spoke in a cold tone. Therefore, it was the

still under age, and Tom was her guardian. Without the guardian's permissio

ughter's pleading and expect

ica cried with joy. It was rare for I