Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 983 Pain In Her Breasts

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Chapter 983 Pain in Her Breasts Hearing this, Georgia was dumbfounded.

She was stunned for a long time, "But dad... Why?" she was a bit anxious and said, "It won't take more than two hours." This was her mother's most anticipated day of the year! "There is no reason for it." Zack picked up the pen and signed his nat the end of the document. His voice was calm, "If there is nothing else, go home. I'll have a meeting later." Georgia felt alienation from her father as a president, for a second, she even doubted if the man sitting in front of her was really her father.

"Do you have anything else?" asked the man without looking up.

Georgia could tell that he had made up his mind. If she said something more, it would only make him mad.

But... Her mother sent her to pick the clothes, and she did, for three hours.

She took into account the preferences of each family member, from style to color.

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Now, how should she tell her mother? Zack looked up and asked, "Is there anything else?" She shook her head, stunned. "No." Zack did not drive her out, just withdrew his gaze and continued to review the documents.

Georgia, with doubts and loss, turned around and slowly walked out of the president's office.

She took the elevator downstairs. She had been thinking on the way hwhat went wrong today.

In less than a day, Zack cancelled the cooperation with Daisy and becpartners with the Marsh Group.

And, no family photos? Georgia stopped the car in the Clarke family's yard. The 12-year-old Eason was kicking a football.

The football flew straight toward Georgia who had just gotten off the car.

"Miss Georgia, be careful!" the butler, who had just walked out of the living room, saw it and shouted in horror.

"Ah!" Georgia couldn't react at all, the football hit her chest heavily.

It almost crushed her prosthetic silicone.

The pain made her bend down to cover her chest. She raised her eyes and cursed, "Eason, you little bastard!" "Georgia, I'm sorry..." the little boy ran over, "I'm sorry, Georgia..." Georgia gritted her teeth and was about to snap him.

"Miss Georgia!" her wrist was grabbed by Aiden, the butler who had rushed over. Aiden whispered to remind her, "Your mother's at home." Georgia glared at the little boy, "Get out of my face." She wished she could beat him up.

"Georgia..." The little boy was afraid, but he did not leave.

"Mr. Eason, go in." Aiden reminded him with a frown.

"Is Georgia going to be okay?" Eason had sintellectual problems, but he cared about others. "Should she go see a doctor?" He asked, with tears in his eyes. He knew he had made trouble and genuinely cared about Georgia.

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Georgia hated him, however.

She rolled her eyes at him and walked towards the living room.

She almost lost sfans when everyone knew she had a retarded brother.

Yes, this family photo didn't include Eason, because he didn't look like a normal child.

If he joined the photo, the media would write all kinds of news about it.

Joan was coming down the stairs. "Georgia, you are home." She was with a smile, "Have you picked out the clothes? Has your dad seen them? What does he think?" "Mom." The pain in Georgia's chest had dissipated, and she smiled. "I have chosen the clothes, but..." Seeing her in hesitation, Joan had a bad feeling, "But what? What happened?" She had been looking forward to this day.

"But dad said that from this year on, no more family photos," Georgia said truthfully.

Joan was in shock! Her expression changed. "How's it possible? He said the day before yesterday that he has cleared his schedule for tomorrow. He said we are doing it outdoor this year, riding horses. He has even hired a famous photographer from another country." "I don't know. | went to his office and that's what he said," after that, Georgia walked past her and went upstairs.

She felt more and more pain in her breasts.

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