Meanwhile, Arthur was led inside by a fat woman."Linda isn't back yet. Do you want to wait for her?" The woman went into the kitchen and made a cup of coffee for Arthur. Arthur scanned the surroundings. The three-story building wasn't spacious, yet it was filled with items scattered all around.The woman was into boarding, taking in a dozen or so foreign students. Naturally, there were many things around."This place might not be the best environment, but I treat them all very well," the fat woman explained with a smile.Arthur didn't take the coffee. He merely retrieved a check to pass to the woman. "This is Linda's living expenses for the next year. If it isn't enough, ask me for more."The woman looked at the number on the check and smiled widely. She immediately placed it in her pocket. "You're ever so generous, but …" she continued asking curiously, "All these years, you have given Linda so much money, yet you refuse to tell her who you are."Arthur said with displeasure, "

After they left, Yvonne looked away.Gwen asked coldly, "What are you looking at?""Nothing, I just find it strange." In a foreign country far away, there would be a girl whose eyes looked extremely like Stephen's. Yvonne did not think much about that matter. She only felt that it was a coincidence. After all, doppelgangers did exist in the world.She held Gwen's arm and changed the topic while smiling, "Gwen, you were so cool just now!"Gwen glared at Yvonne curtly. "Stop with your flattery. I'm not that easily coaxed.""Come on, I've apologized a thousand times to you already. I promise I won't put myself in danger before giving you a heads-up. I'm serious. Don't you believe me?" Yvonne said.Ever since her talk with Mark, Gwen has been mad at her. Yvonne had tried many ways to coax her. She even followed Gwen along when she found out that Gwen was going to the city to check on the casino. It was too bad that it did nothing much.Gwen was determined that Yvonne learned her l

The first thing Yvonne did when she returned to the city was to hold a meeting at Miller Jewels. In her absence, Nicole had led the team well. The designs were almost done.During the meeting, Yvonne pointed out the issues with the designs and taught them on the spot how to edit them with improvements. The other colleagues listened to her attentively. On the contrary, Nicole was distracted. Yvonne had to call her twice before she snapped out of it.After the meeting, Yvonne asked Nicole to stay back. She asked Nicole in concern, "Is the year-end show too much pressure on you?"Nicole lowered her gaze and said feebly, "I'm sorry, Ms. Miller. I still think I'm not the right person for it. My colleagues in the other departments were right. I just graduated college …""This wasn't your attitude when I left." Yvonne furrowed her brows. "Tell me, who's gossiping behind your back that they dare to even question their boss' decision so freely?""No." Nicole waved her hands. "They're right

Soon after, Yvonne learned that Dorothy had visited Nicole. Her assistant, Hayden, briefed her on Nicole's situation before cussing up a storm. "Seriously, her family are all leeches! Her father and older brother never bother with job-hunting, whereas her older sister, who's now married, keeps asking her for money from time to time!"Yvonne was silent for a moment. "Tell Nicole to come here.""Okay."Soon, Hayden led Nicole into the office.The latter knew that the news of her mother's visit was now circulating around the company, and she looked very guilty. "I'm sorry for causing a negative impact on the company's reputation, Ms. Miller. I—""This has nothing to do with you." Yvonne flashed the younger woman a smile before gesturing for her to take a seat. "My main concern is that your work performance is being affected due to your family troubles. Is there anything I can help you with regarding that matter?""N—no!" Nicole waved hastily in response. "This is my personal matter,

"Camille's the reason why my mother died in labor. I witnessed her slipping drugs into my mother's food. I was too young back then, so I didn't have the strength or the ability to stop Camille from doing that."After that, Charles locked me in my room because he didn't want me to meet up with the police, who were investigating the case. Hence, I jumped out the window from the third floor and broke my legs in the process. Still, I cried and screamed at the top of my lungs that Camille was the murderer, but—"At this point, Stephen started chuckling coldly. "Charles claimed that I was too emotional from losing my mother at such a young age, and that was why I was babbling nonsense."Many years had already passed since the incident, yet Stephen refused to recall those painful memories.After all, the years when he'd been forced to endure all the torment at Robinson Residence, watched his own mother die due to birth complications in front of his own eyes, and witnessed Camille get marr