The moment their words aligned, Thomas came to a conclusion, which he then thought was unlikely. He frowned and said, "Yvonne was living in the village before this. How would she know the owner of an international jewelry brand?"Katie said, "I’m not too sure about that. I’ll try to weasel information out of Andy when I get the chance to."Thomas was quiet for a minute. This was weird. Many unexpected things had happened since Yvonne had returned. He had to get to the bottom of this. He looked at Monica. "Ask the villagers what Yvonne had been doing there during the past 20 years."Monica nodded. "Alright."Katie sighed in relief when she saw that they had believed her words. This could also be a good chance to move out of the Jones family house. She masked a pitiful expression and said, "Mom, dad, I want to move out."Monica grew anxious. "This is your home. Where else do you want to live?""After my return, I tried to be good to you and Kayla. But …" Katie smiled bitterly. "I’v

Lindsey watched the car disappear into traffic and gathered her emotions, wiping away her tears. She gritted her teeth in anger. "Fuck! I only had one last thing to do!"Once she registered her marriage with that old fuck, she would be able to claim half of the Joneses’ property as her own. She'd kept her true intentions so well hidden. Why did Thomas have to ruin everything at the last second?"Get up. They’re already gone. How long are you going to be sitting for?" A woman’s voice sounded from above.Lindsey looked up. The sun blinded her, and she had to narrow her eyes for a while to see that it was her neighbor.Although they’d only met for a while, Lindsey remembered her because of the scar on her face. She stood up and asked, after a pause, "Why are you here? Did you see anything? Don’t you dare spread nonsense if you did!""The person you want to marry is my grandfather," Yvonne said, revealing her identity.Lindsey was stunned, but she snapped back to reality in an instan

That night, Thomas sent Joseph to the town.News of the young sugarbaby had consumed the city overnight like wildfire.Stephen heard of it when his plane landed. He guessed that this was Yvonne’s doing and smirked. She hadn’t stopped to take a break since he'd left."There’s one more thing, Mr. Anderson." Julian leaned over, looking pained. "Ariel is back."Stephen’s face turned cold. "When did she come back?""The day we left."They’d been so busy with work that they hadn’t noticed the news of her return. Now that they were back, Julian had caught up on everything that had happened, and the news of Ariel returning had taken him by surprise.She’d gone abroad for quite a few years without a single peep. Why was she suddenly back?Julian discreetly observed Stephen’s expression. He couldn’t quite tell what was going through Stephen's head. He’d been with Stephen for many years, and he’d witnessed the relationship between him and Ariel.Although it had been an arranged marriage

Stephen let her go, but not entirely. His breaths were erratic. Hoarsely, he said, "Come home with me."His request, filled with desire, sounded like a command. A single whisper from him could hypnotize someone.As Yvonne hesitated, the hand around her waist pinched her impatiently. She glared at Stephen. If she didn’t follow him home, he could drive everyone out of this room and teach her a lesson.Seeing that she didn't refuse him, his smile widened. He scooped her into his arms.Yvonne exclaimed. "I just got here. You …""Four of them are enough. They don’t need us here."Stephen carried her out, not staying for another moment.The other people in the room were courteous enough to keep their gazes trained on their cards.Rachel snuck a glance at them out of the corner of her eye, and Stanley instantly swiveled her head back to the table.When the door was shut, Rachel exploded. "He’s so good to her!""Don’t you think it’s weird?" James was bewildered. "He knows that Ariel

"Put the mission on hold."Yvonne had sent the message to Curtis Weller, the leader of the team. As Ms. Y’s team, they had to obey her every decision.When he received the order, he didn't question it. He took the cigarette between his lips and stamped it out, telling the others, "Let’s retreat."One of his subordinates asked, "What is it? Is there an update from Ms. Y?""Yes. The mission has been postponed. Something might have happened. I’m going to talk to the client." Curtis took two of his subordinates and headed toward the room. When they opened the door, the woman, who'd been pacing anxiously in the room, rushed over."Is Ms. Y here? How is Conan doing?" It was Camille."We’re sorry," Curtis said slowly. "Something has happened. We might have to meet up at another time.""What … what does that mean?" Camille was stunned. "Has Ms. Y changed her mind? Have I done something wrong? Is it not enough? We can discuss this. She …""I’m not sure what happened, so I can’t give you