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Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 317

After the taxi stopped in front of Hogg's Mansion, Donna walked into the villa with her arms around her shoulder.

The servant came out and greeted respectfully, "Donna is here!"

"Hmm." Donna changed her shoes and asked, "Is my brother at home?"

"Master is upstairs in the study. Shall I go and let him know first?" The servant asked while reporting.

Donna waved her hand and said, "No need, I'll go straight up!"

"Okay!" The servant nodded. Thinking of something, he quickly added, "Miss Gray is also upstairs!"

Donna was not surprised. She sneered and said, "Well, I know!"

She went straight upstairs and arrived at the door of the study. Donna eavesdropped on the door for a moment, then pushed the door open with a loud sound.

The people inside were caught off guard and looked over in shock.

Donna's eyes swept over Gilbert, who was sitting at the desk, then looked to the side, and saw Madge, who separated from her at the fishing park, sit on the armchair. The tea brought by the servant was still steaming. It seemed like she had only been here a short time, so she should have just asked the driver to bring the car here when she got back to town.

Madge had drugged Charlie but didn't get what she wanted, she came to Charlie's house and made breakfast for him but still didn't work a few days ago, then happened to show up in the fishing park today, She really couldn't wait.

Donna's guess was right, and Madge really couldn't wait.

As soon as she got the news, she went to the fishing park to assert her sovereignty and even found her grandfather's favorite fishing rods, but Charlie didn't appreciate it! Because of her appearance, they hurriedly ended the trip in a hurry after she just arrived there. How could she calm down?

Hitting the wall, again and again, Madge could only come to see Gilbert.

Ever since Wendy returned to the country, Madge gradually lost confidence. Even though she knew that Charlie had lost his memory, she was still afraid that he would be attracted to Wendy. Moreover, Wendy was getting more and more attracted to him.

Just now, she also told Gilbert that she needed to get married as soon as possible. Otherwise, she was very worried that Charlie would propose to break off the engagement as he did four years ago. If she didn't hurry up, she was afraid that she would get into trouble. But before she could finish her words, Donna opened the door and came in.

"The door is closed so tightly. What are you plotting?" Donna walked into the room and joked.

"What else can it be? Why didn't you knock?" Gilbert thought that it was a servant who broke in and wanted to reprimand him. But seeing his sister's smiling face, he had to give up and said unpleasantly, "But you come at the right time, I also want to ask you about something!"

"Why are you asking me?" Donna sat on the chair with an innocent look on her face.

"You didn't tell me about that woman's return!" Gilbert said with a frown.

Donna heard this and looked at Madge with narrowed eyes, and Madge kept a smile on her face. She then whispered to Gilbert, "You've wronged me. I've just returned for a few days! Besides, you didn't ask. I didn't know that you like gossip!"

Gilbert ignored her gag and snorted, "Donna, don't think I don't know what you're up to!"

"Well, brother, I see you haven't gone blind. You are quite sharp-eyed!" After Donna said a few words and saw that Gilbert was going to get angry again, she said seriously, "But I have also wanted to ask you one thing for a long time. Four years ago, Charlie had a car accident and his brain injury is much less serious than his body. Why did he lose his memory? Have you done any investigation?"

"There's nothing to investigate. The doctor said at that time that there are many medically unexplained reasons too!" Gilbert frowned, but it seemed that he didn't pay much attention to this matter. "What's more, it's already good enough that Charlie is alright!" "But..." Donna obviously didn't agree.

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