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or the heroine, attaining remarkable accomplishments during the course of the process. Even the antagonist, Stephane Norris, after turning over a new leaf, became the CEO of a list
, Claire, even as a housewife, to main
to achieve stable, respectable jobs
, but tinged with a
cle. But if you strip away the plot, most of you actually will lose t
, sounding like an al
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lessness with childish, simple words, the ent
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s little ones, "I'm the one in ch
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cluding Shawn, rushed forward, shouting, "Don't blame her!" we surrounde
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me, and I embraced them joyfu
rthday, S
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