Chapter 872

• She was never the type to willingly sacrifice herself to please others. Since the Snow family looked down on her, she saw no need to ingratiate herself with them.
• "Mommy, Mommy, are you asleep?" Just as Tamara Randall was reminiscing about the past, she heard the voice of Little Sweetie outside the door.
• Tamara Randall immediately sat up in bed and tidied herself before opening the door. "What's wrong? Aren't you and your brother playing games in the room? Do you need something from Mommy?"