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The Secret Heir's Return to Wealth and Love novel Chapter 1911

"If God let them show up at this moment, it means they should know the truth! I'll tell them!" Martin shouted, turning to Erica, "Do you remember the woman who knocked Mary over before, the one who was acting all weird?"

Erica just stood there, waves of fear washing over her.

On the fourth day after Erica and Larkin left the monastery, everything there was business as usual.

After Mary got up and finished morning prayers, she went to the cafeteria for breakfast. The bread baked in the cafeteria that day was exceptionally soft.

Whether it was fate or not, the chef's skills were on point that day. The bread was simply delicious.

Mary sat across from Martin, eating and chatting, "Ms. Lawrence has such bad luck, always coming when our chef is in a bad mood and missing out on this delicious bread."

Martin laughed and replied, "They wanted to adopt you, but you refused. Now they've gone, and you're still missing them. I really can't figure out what's going on in your little head."

"Of course I want to save all living beings!" Mary finished and stopped talking to Martin.

After tidying up her utensils and washing them, she put them back in her small cabinet, and then, as usual, picked up the broom to sweep the leaves that fell overnight at the entrance of the monastery.

In the past, Mary disliked sweeping the leaves at the monastery entrance the most because there were two trees there rumored to be thousands of years old.

It seemed like the leaves were endless, no matter how much she swept.

But when Erica came to the monastery with Larkin for the first time, she was sweeping leaves there.

So Mary was the first person to receive them.

Now, sweeping these leaves seemed to have a new meaning.

Mary swept the leaves, counted to three, and then turned to look at the door.

Of course, the person she wanted to see didn't appear.

But she wasn't disappointed.

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