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"If I'm not Leanne, would you be her?" Leanne's voice was cold.

Remy, Quinn, and the rest were looking at Leanne with amusement.

They had never met Leanne, but they knew for sure that the person before them was not her.

Did you know who Leanne was?

Old Master Wright's third daughter was distinguished.

How could she have anything to do with Clarence?

Let alone looking for Clarence here.

Quinn looked disdainful as she circled Leanne with her lips curled. "Chanel suit? It kind of looks like the real deal, doesn't it? It's fake.

"A diamond necklace from Boucheron? It's so shiny.

"It's not glass, is it?

"Tsk tsk! There's also a Patek Philippe wristwatch. I saw it in an official Patek Philippe store. It's worth more than six million.

"Can you afford it?

"Louis Vuitton belt? It's worth three hundred thousand. Amazing!

"Which roadside stall did you buy it from?