Ou Mansion.
Susan leaned casually against the sofa, wearing a beloved ring on her finger, showing no signs of fear after being exposed.
These days, she had been in constant phone contact with the mysterious man who gave her the recording pen.
The mysterious man told her that Mr. Ling had lost his memory and had been imprisoned.
She didn't have to worry about Mr. Ling suddenly showing up.
Although she didn't know who that mysterious man actually was.
But for Susan, this was undoubtedly fantastic news.
As long as Mr. Ling doesn't come back.
Then—she could continue her spree!
As soon as Grandma Ou came downstairs, she saw Susan ordering the servants to pour her coffee.
In an instant, anger surged through her entire body.
She stormed forward, "How dare you show your face here? You damn impostor, get out of my house!"
"Madam," Susan glanced at Grandma Ou with a playful gaze, "What kind of attitude is this? Have you all forgotten how you held me up high before?"
