As they drove away from Anderson Mansion, Yvonne turned around to face forward. Stephen already had both eyes closed and was resting. She gave up grilling him for answers and began rummaging through the bag Camille had given her, pulling out ten pouches of medication. Opening one of them, she pinched some of its contents and brought it to her nose. Sniffing, she realized it contained finely ground aconite, which would have normally been difficult for anyone to notice. This time, it seemed to have more aconite than before. Yvonne frowned. Camille must have devised a plan after hearing that Stephen was moving out.If Stephen were to die in his private villa, Camille would be able to frame Yvonne, making her the perfect scapegoat.Yvonne clicked her tongue in disapproval. She was equally unlucky to have a mother-in-law like Camille.She closed the pouch and patted Julian's shoulder. "Find a garbage can for me up ahead. I need to get rid of some trash."Julian nodded and pulled over. Whe
Yvonne narrowed her eyes at Julian. "So you know who it is?"Julian lowered his eyes and replied seriously, "Just pretend you never saw that car.""Huh?" Yvonne watched Julian turn around to leave, puzzled. Fine, if they were going to be so secretive, she might as well give up asking them.…Yvonne and Stephen had more freedom at home than at Anderson Mansion. They weren't forced to sleep in the same room anymore, so Stephen had Tabitha clean the room next to his for Yvonne.While Tabitha was scratching her head over his decision to sleep in separate rooms, Yvonne was already dragging her things over to the other room gleefully."Thanks, Mr. Anderson!" She'd been waiting for this forever! Staring at Stephen's stoic face for 24 hours a day had been nothing short of a bore.Stephen was standing by his bedroom door when he heard her springy steps dart away, and his frown deepened instantly. It was easy to tell how eager Yvonna was to stay away from him."Hmph! Having a woman around is tro
The next morning, Stephen was in the middle of having breakfast when Yvonne went downstairs after getting dressed.Tabitha greeted her warmly. "You're up early too, Madam! Come have breakfast.""Sure, I'll just have something light." Yvonne sat across from Stephen. He was wearing his earphones, so she sat quietly without interrupting him."Don't you know how to greet people in the morning?" Stephen asked unhappily, without lifting his head.Yvonne stared at him dumbly. Did he really think he was a king? Conscious of Tabitha's presence, Yvonne explained with a smile. "I didn't want to bother you.""You're listening to financial news with your earphones. Why would she bother you?" Tabitha pushed a glass of warm milk into Yvonne's hand and admonished Stephen. "Can't you greet her first instead?"Stephen frowned. How did Yvonne win Tabitha over in just one night?Seeing Stephen dejected made Yvonne grin. "Mrs. Lopez, don't blame Stephen. I'll make sure to greet him first from now on.""Don
Half an hour later, someone knocked on Yvonne's door. She closed the folder she was holding. "Come in."A middle-aged man entered her office, walked up to her desk, and sat down arrogantly. "You were looking for me?"Yvonne looked at the man, whose face bore an uncanny resemblance to Thomas, and her lips curled slightly upward. "Now that I think about it, you're technically my uncle."Right after Thomas took over Miller Jewels, he hired his older brother, Patrick Jones, to fill a position in the company's most lucrative division: procurement. In less than two years, Patrick became the head of the department, making big bucks."Forget about it. We Joneses can't compare to you." Patrick leaned back in his seat and sneered at Yvonne.Thomas had warned his brother to be careful around Yvonne, but Patrick merely thought Thomas was being a coward. So what if Yvonne took over the company? The two of them had already sucked it dry. There was no way a little girl like her could find anything to
"I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, I won't ask our organization for help unless I'm really in a pinch." Yvonne stared out the floor-to-ceiling windows. "Gwen, we've known each other for a long time, and I think of you as my own sister. You of all people should understand why I had to take Miller Jewels back."The other end of the call was silent. Eventually, Gwen gave in reluctantly and sighed. "Fine. I'll look into it." Suddenly, she remembered something. "That madam's got people looking for you again. Are you sure you don't want to take the job?"Yvonne hummed. "I don't have the time right now. Besides, she's too weird. How am I supposed to accept the job if she doesn't give me any information?"The "madam" they were talking about was a mysterious woman. She really couldn't blame Yvonne for declining her request if she lacked even the most basic faith in Yvonne. After all, she had specifically asked for Yvonne to do a job for her but had yet to provide any information.A
For the following week, Yvonne left the house early in the morning and didn't come home until late in the evening. So, Stephen barely got to see her except during his treatment times and could only resort to asking Julian to report what she was up to."Madam has recently been looking into the fake diamond incident at Miller Jewels. She even summoned all the staff who'd come into contact with that batch of diamonds for questioning. Yesterday, she held a meeting with the design department; they need to start putting together a new series because the new season is two months away. Things don't seem to be going well, though; they're severely short on finances. To make matters worse, the contract with the processing factory they're working with right now will expire soon, and the factory doesn't seem to plan on renewing it. Moreover, Miller Jewels will need to buy another batch of diamonds, so Madam should be short on money right now."Stephen kept silent but listened so attentively that on
"Achoo!" Yvonne sneezed as soon as she got out of the cab and rubbed her nose. It was strange since the weather today wasn't actually that cold. She received a message from Rachel as she reached the entrance of the bar. "I'm kind of in a pinch. Just come straight to the VIP lounges and find room 1108.""In a pinch?" wondered Yvonne, frowning. "Don't tell me she got drunk and picked a fight with someone again." Yvonne dashed into the bar without hesitation. Walking past the swaying crowd on the dance floor, she found a server to take her to the lounge.Yvonne could hear Rachel's voice loud and clear through the unlocked door. Immediately concerned, she kicked the door open, startling everyone in the room.In the dim lighting, Yvonne could only make out the outline of the people lining the couch, with Rachel standing at the center with a foot propped up on a glass table, holding a bottle of brandy. Everyone stopped in their tracks and awkwardly stared at Yvonne. Rachel recognized her b
With those few words, the man sitting in the corner reclaimed control of the conversation.Yvonne turned toward him. Well, this didn't bother her since she could still afford to pay for a bottle of brandy. "Will you apologize to Rachel if I pay you back?"The man answered straightforwardly, "Sure. But you'll have to bring me 250 thousand dollars first.""250 thousand?" Yvonne stared at the pieces of the bottle incredulously and thought, "Is this the elixir of God or what?""Don't you dare blackmail us!" Rachel shouted. "Or we'll call the police!""Go ahead! Let's ask the police whether this premium Cognac is worth this price!""You were so fearless when you smashed the bottle, yet you're shying away from paying the price?""Just admit you're broke. Why bother pretending?"The constant stream of verbal jabs sent Yvonne's head spinning. She quickly realized that the man in the corner was the one with the most power in the room. Indeed, she was the one who smashed the bottle, so it was o
A light breeze blew by in the courtyard. Agatha slowly recounted the past.Back then, Daniel and his wife, Katherine, had just had Mark. The entire Carrington family had been celebrating.They had doted on Mark and taken him wherever they went.That day, they had headed out. Before they'd known it, Mark had been taken away.Just when Daniel and Katherine had been on the brink of losing it, they had received a call from the kidnapper to bring the ransom to a specific spot.They had gotten the money and driven there without any hesitation. No one had thought that they would ever return after that. Even Mark had disappeared.When Agatha finished recounting this, her cup of tea had already cooled.She wiped her tears away. She said through a catch in her throat, "Katherine was hugging the bag of money tightly until the moment she passed away, as though she were hugging you."Mark furrowed his brows. Now that he'd heard the truth about Daniel and Katherine, he should have felt pain
As Yvonne left the room, she could tell that Stephen's mood was much better.She looked at him. "Are you thinking of something nice?""No." Stephen looked at Yvonne with a rare twinkle in his eyes."Let me take you to breakfast." Before Yvonne could respond, he took her hand and led her to the elevator.Thinking about how he'd stood outside her room the entire night, Yvonne decided to let him hold her hand.Then, her thoughts drifted to Otto. Somehow, she had a bad feeling.…At the same time, Mark was in the courtyard of Carrington Mansion. He sat next to Agatha and poured some tea for her.He handed her a cup of hot tea. "Great-Grandma, try this."When he noticed that Agatha had no reaction, he called out to her once more. "Great-Grandma?""Huh?" Agatha came to her senses. She looked at Mark in confusion. "What is it?""You've been distracted since yesterday. Are you thinking of something?" Mark asked.Agatha shook her head. "Nothing." Then, she picked up her teacup and
Yvonne stood by the door of the bedroom and looked at Otto, who was looking out of the window in a daze on the bed.The sun shone on his face. He looked quite hungover and had a sickly pale face.Yvonne hesitated for a while before saying gently, "Mrs. Jenner called me last night. She's worried about you."Otto didn't respond.Yvonne went in closer and added, "She said that you called her and asked about your father. She found it strange."Mr. Carrington, why did you suddenly think about your father? Did Mrs. Carrington Senior bring him up yesterday?"All Yvonne got was silence.Luckily, she was patient. She sat on the couch and followed Otto's line of sight. Tiny dust particles were floating among the sunbeams. Yvonne also fell into a daze as she watched them float about.Suddenly, Otto asked, "Have you ever felt like your world was falling apart?""Hmm?" Yvonne was confused. "For example?""I mean, like the person that you trust turns out to be different from what you'd t
The next morning, Yvonne opened her door to see Stephen standing outside. She was caught off guard."What is wrong with you this morning? Why didn't you knock…"While talking, Yvonne noticed that Stephen was still wearing the same clothes as the night before. She furrowed her brows and asked, "Don't tell me you didn't leave last night? Have you been standing outside this door all this while?""Hmm." Stephen looked at Yvonne intently. "I thought you would've figured it out quickly."Yvonne was speechless, but she thought to herself that she'd slept like a baby the night before.She smiled at him. "Figure what out?" She noticed Stephen frowning as though he were on the brink of losing his temper.She quickly added, "I-I mean, you have to give me a hint, right? I've thought about it the entire night, but I still don't understand. My brain isn't functioning well."Stephen asked suspiciously, "You've been thinking about it the entire night?""Yes, which is why I didn't look for yo
"If I hadn't come to find you tonight, you probably wouldn't tell me anything about what happened tonight, would you?" Stephen asked in retort.It wasn't a big deal, as long as they returned safely. Yvonne wondered why she needed to report this to him.But she still smiled. "It's late. How could I disrupt your rest? It would've been the same if I told you about it tomorrow morning, right?"Stephen sniggered. "Yvonne, you still don't know where you've gone wrong."He suddenly went in closer to her. Yvonne instinctively retreated until her back was up against the wall. She glared at him."What on earth is wrong with you? I've already said that I would've told you tomorrow morning—"A punch went past Yvonne and landed brutally on the wall.Yvonne was a little stunned. She looked into Stephen's eyes and furrowed her brows. "Stephen, I don't want to quarrel with you for no reason. "Mrs. Carrington Senior went to look for Otto today. Calbert couldn't reach him the entire day, so he
Jane returned to the private room, distracted.She sat down next to Cory. She looked at him as he reached his hand out to her in confusion.Cory furrowed his brows and asked unhappily, "Where's the wine?""Wine… Yes! Wine!" Jane came to her senses. She was just about to get up when Cory pulled her back.He grabbed her by her chin and forced her to look at him. "What happened when you went out?""N-Nothing."Cory tightened his grip. Jane furrowed her brows in pain. "I-I… I saw Yvonne. She told me that she and Stephen got remarried.""What?" Cory relaxed his grip a little. "They got remarried?""Hmm.""So, what?" He had no intention of letting her go, and he looked at her sharply. "Does it bother you so much that Stephen got remarried?"Jane looked at Cory frantically. "Cory, what do you mean by that?""What do I mean? You know what I mean."Cory went in closer. His tone turned icy. "You used to pursue Stephen. Now that you know he's gotten married, you're in this shitty mood
Yvonne turned around to see Jane smiling at her ambiguously. She furrowed her brows. How were they always bumping into each other?Jane crossed her hands in front of her chest and leaned against the wall. She swept her gaze at Calbert and Otto. "Two guys and one woman. You sure know how to have fun!"Calbert instantly snapped, "What the hell are you talking about?""Why are you being so fierce? Did I hit the nail on the head?" Jane snickered. "Two guys and a woman came out of a private room in the middle of the night. Anyone would come to the same conclusion. We're all adults. There's no need to pretend to be innocent.""You—" Calbert was about to go up to Jane, but Yvonne stopped him."Since Ms. Ford is here, I'm guessing so is Cory?" Yvonne smiled, yet her smile didn't reach her eyes. "If you cause a scene here and this bar gets raided, guess who'll be the ones walking out here alive?"Jane's expression turned ugly. "Are you threatening me?""It's just a kind reminder." Yvon
Calbert and Yvonne managed to track Otto's car to a bar, thanks to the information they'd gotten from his staff. Otto's car was right outside the bar.Calbert looked at the neon sign and furrowed his brows. "Why is Otto here? Did what Mrs. Carrington Senior said really hit him so badly that he has to drown himself in alcohol?"Yvonne said nothing and headed directly inside the bar."Wait up for me!" Calbert went after her. He subconsciously protected her from all the drunk patrons.The lighting in the bar was dim. Many of the patrons were drunk and having fun.Yvonne and Calbert walked around the booth area, but Otto was nowhere to be found. They pulled a server over to ask if there was a patron by the name of Otto Carrington who had reserved a private room.Coincidentally, the server had just taken two bottles of wine to Otto's room. So, he led them to the private room.Calbert tipped the server before opening the door and entering. The entire room reeked of alcohol.He looked
After Agatha left, Otto stood in the same spot without moving.A long time later, Zac entered the office. He looked at Otto's back and asked quietly, "Mr. Carrington, will you still see the client?""No." Otto sounded heartbroken.Zac didn't dare ask further questions. He gently closed the door and reminded the secretary that no one was to disturb Otto.In the office, Otto was alone. He slowly walked over to the couch and slumped into it. His mind was in a mess."Alexander was the one who planned the kidnapping back then."Agatha's words rang in his mind for a long time.Alexander's young face appeared in Otto's mind, smiling at him affectionately."Otto! Amazing! Yes! Just like that!""You're amazing at badminton! You're going to make the country proud! I'm going to be so proud of you!""Otto, my son!"Memories of his interactions with Alexander flashed across his mind at that moment.Otto couldn't imagine that such a loving father would do such an absurd thing. Alexander