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... on hearing Charlotte Lane’s words, Amelia Smith’s face turned red instantly.

And seeing her flushed face, Charlotte only wanted to tease her more.

However, she restrained herself in the end.

“Actually, I have something to discuss with you,” Charlotte Lane said.

“What is it?” Amelia Smith asked, somewhat dumbfounded.

Charlotte Lane took out her cell phone, found some photos, and pushed the phone to Amelia Smith. “These are all your work, aren’t they?”

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