Chapter 184 My past

ANASTASIA POV

I walked in, dropping my Chanel bag onto the mattress with a heavy thud. “Hello, mother… or should I say, Mrs. Williams?”

Immediately, thick tears welled up in her faded eyes, spilling over her wrinkled cheeks. “Ro… Ro… Ry…” she wheezed, her deformed mouth shivering violently as ...

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