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Chapter 1829 Want to Blaspheme Today (48)

Ivy bit her lip, bowed her head and stopped talking.

Mrs. Ingrid looked at Ivy's silent and hurt look, and sighed. After all, she was her own daughter. No matter how angry she was, she would not be cruel and really do anything to Ivy.

So, Mrs. Ingrid said to Ivy: "That Raleigh, our Rossetti family will not let him go, just wait."

Ivy nodded slightly, "Well, I see, thank you mother. Mother, don't worry, from now on I will obey your words obediently, and will not run around again."

Mrs. Ingrid nodded in satisfaction upon hearing this.

Ivy went up to take a shower and changed her clothes, and when she came down again, she looked like a different person.

Mrs. Ingrid, who was sitting on the sofa in the lobby, saw Ivy walking downstairs. Mrs. Ingrid put down the teacup in her hand with satisfaction, and she beckoned for Ivy to come over.

Mrs. Ingrid took Ivy's hand and asked her to sit beside her.

Mrs. Ingrid looked at Ivy up and down, and then she didn't know what to think of, and said in a somewhat resentful and sinister tone: "Look at how good-looking and outstanding our Ivy is! If you went to the temple to select the saint, And I won't let that little bitch become the saint of the Holy See."

Hearing Mrs. Ingrid mention this matter, Ivy was full of doubts about this matter. Seeing the anger on Mrs. Ingrid's face, Ivy asked Mrs. Ingrid pretending not to understand, saying: "Mother, you What are you talking about? What saint?!"

"You have been away from home for so long, and you still don't understand what happened in the empire during this period is normal." Mrs. Ingrid said: "After you left home, the Holy See asked every noble family to send a lady to go Participate in the selection of saintesses in the temple. But because you left, we really had no choice but to let that little bitch fill the number. But who would have thought that the little bitch who thought he would come back in disgrace actually became the Holy See The saint. Tell me, what is this?"

Ivy was surprised: "Mother means that my sister is now a saint of the Holy See?"

"Yes." Madam Ingrid admitted reluctantly.

Ivy: "Then why is the mother downcast? It is also the glory of our family that my sister can become the saint of the Holy See!"

"Tch, she's a little slut, what kind of glory does she have?" Mrs. Ingrid was very dissatisfied, and continued: "Ai Wei, listen to what mother said! She Xibel can be a saint, that's her fault." Your light! If you hadn't left back then, you would have been the first saintess chosen in a hundred years this time, so it's that little bitch's turn!"

"What did mother say?" Ivy listened to Mrs. Ingrid's words. Although she felt happy in her heart, she didn't show it. Instead, she frowned and said with some disapproval: "It's not me who was selected at the beginning. Being a saint naturally depends on my sister's own ability."

"Nonsense!" Mrs. Ingrid said to Ivy without thinking: "She is a little bitch, how can she have the ability! Ivy, don't say good things for this little bitch, excuse me! Ivy , you are the proudest daughter of the mother, the most outstanding young lady in the empire, no one has the qualifications to be the saint of the temple except you! The people in the temple must know you, they don't know what kind of person Xibel is , only know that you didn’t come, but Hibel, who is your younger sister, came. They thought that Hibel was as good as you, so they chose Xibel.”

(End of this chapter)