"Wait!" Mrs. Jenkins suddenly yelled, causing Yuna, who had reached the dining table, to stop. When Yuna turned around, Mrs. Jenkins was already standing in front of her. She said icily, "Are you going to complain to Yvan about this right after I kick you out of here?" Yuna remained expressionless. She merely replied, "Mr. Jenkins only made me stay here so I can recuperate from that car accident. It feels the same for me to recuperate anywhere else. Besides, it's not suitable for me to recover here either." Mrs. Jenkins nodded with satisfaction. "Remember what you just said. If I find out that you spout any nonsense to Yvan to ruin his relationship with Daisy, I won't let you off easily." Hearing that, Yuna seemed to understand why Mrs. Jenkins would come here out of the blue. Not exposing anything, she turned and left Birchwood Heights. She then called Sherry to come over and pick her up. Just as she was wheeling herself to the gate of Birchwood Heights to wait for Sherry
"You!" Daisy was so enraged that her face turned green. She couldn't land that slap in the face of Yuna's arrogance. She didn't want to take that risk. Taking a deep breath, Daisy spoke smugly, "If I were to meet Mrs. Jenkins right now, do you think she would let you off the hook after knowing you slapped me?" Yuna replied amusedly, "Feel free to try. Go ahead. If Mrs. Jenkins does something to me, I'll terminate the contract between Yvan and me. When Yvan asks me about it, what do you think I would say?" In that instant, Daisy grew even more furious because she was now completely under Yuna's control. Of course, she knew very well how important the project was to Yvan. "Daisy Bailey, you really don't have any guts. I can guess why you haven't become Yvan's wife even after seven years." "Yuna Feron!" Yuna's words struck a nerve with Daisy. Through gritted teeth, she said, "You think you can make fun of me now, but don't forget how you were abandoned by Yvan back then!"
Sherry agreed with her. "That's right. Although the press conference hasn't happened yet, news of you working with Yvan might have already leaked. People are probably talking about it already." Hearing that, Yuna remained calm. She had already anticipated it. "I heard something today." Yuna changed the subject. Curious, Sherry glanced at her and asked, "What is it?" "Dr. Storm told me that Yvan has been investigating my car crash for the past seven years," Yuna said casually. "Do you mean Lucian Storm, Yvan's friend?" "Yeah." "They're close friends, though." Sherry sighed. A smile appeared on Yuna's face. She knew what Sherry meant by saying that because she did think that way too. "I know. It's natural that Dr. Storm might put in good words for Yvan. But if he knew that I might investigate the matter and told me false information, wouldn't he be eating his own words in the end?" Sherry couldn't help but agree with Yuna after hearing that. However, she still felt that
"What did you just say?" Mrs. Jenkins thought there was something wrong with her ears. Yvan took a deep breath; his face remained dark. "I will handle my affairs, so you shouldn't interfere. If anything happens after you arrange for Daisy to live here, you'll have to bear the consequences on your own." With those words, he turned and left. Mrs. Jenkins was left dumbfounded. It took a while for her to return to her senses. "What did he mean by that? What does that mean?" But no one could answer her question. … Although Daisy had been slapped by Yuna, the promise made by Mrs. Jenkins to let Daisy move into Birchwood Heights cheered her up. The slap was worth it. She touched up her makeup while gleefully waiting for the good news from Mrs. Jenkins. Unexpectedly, Yvan was the one who came. Daisy became excited, thinking that Yvan had come to welcome her to Birchwood Heights, so she headed out cheerily. But she finally realized that Yvan, who was sitting on the couch in
The next day, Sherry brought Yuna to the hospital to redress her wound. They were chatting happily, not realizing Darren's presence, who had already spotted them. He was playing with an unlit cigarette with his fingers, but his eyes rested upon Yuna sitting in a wheelchair. He squinted briefly and immediately recalled the car crash a few days ago. He called someone. "Guess who I saw in the hospital." Ashton's voice came through on the other end. "Your ex-girlfriend?" That made Darren laugh. "Why would I bother calling you over an ex? I bumped into Yuna. Her leg is injured, so she's in a wheelchair now. I suspect she was involved in Yvan's car crash a few days ago." It was quiet on the other end of the line for a few seconds. Darren chuckled and added, "I'll help you to ask her about it. It might buy you some time too." "Hold your horses, will you?" "Okay." Darren hung up and tossed the object in his hand to his bodyguard behind him. "Wait in the car." With that, he st
Darren didn't let go of his grip on the wheelchair's push handle so that Yuna couldn't move forward. "Don't be in such a hurry to leave. I told Ashton about your injury, and he's really worried. I think he's almost here." Hearing that, Yuna felt that Darren seemed to enjoy doing unexpected things. No wonder he and Yvan were enemies. "Let's go. We'll wait for him outside." Darren pushed the wheelchair outside, and Yuna couldn't do anything about it. When they reached the hospital entrance, Ashton was rushing over as expected. As soon as he saw Yuna sitting in a wheelchair with her left leg bandaged, his face paled. He asked with care, "Yuna, why didn't you tell me you were injured?" "It's just a minor injury." "I promised your seniors that I'd take good care of you. Now that you're injured, I feel so ashamed to even mention it to them." There was nothing but concern in Ashton's eyes. Darren simply pushed the wheelchair to him. "Alright, enjoy your chat. I'll take my leave
Spencer's words made Yuna and the other two shift their gazes toward Natalie and Nathaniel. As her beautiful eyes fluttered, Natalie spoke with understanding, "We're doing fine. As long as we get to see Mommy every day, we're happy. It's okay if we stay at home and not go out. We won't be jealous of other people." Yuna's heart softened the moment she heard Natalie's words. "Yeah," Nathaniel said casually, agreeing with Natalie's stance. Meanwhile, Spencer continued eating his food to hide his facial expressions. Upon hearing that, Harry felt sorry for the twins. "Actually, if we can find a private preschool that is secluded and well-protected, we can consider sending Natalie and Nathaniel there." Sherry frowned. "Would it be safe?" Seizing the opportunity, Spencer put down his fork and spoke, "Actually, I can recommend somewhere good. It's a preschool founded by my friend, and it's both safe and secluded. The children attending that school have special family backgrounds.
Seeing how all three adults had their eyes on him, Spencer gulped. "Don't look at me like that. I just happen to have what you need already. I have a few brand-new vans that I never get to use, really." Yuna shifted her eyes away. "If that's the case, everything's settled for now, then." Hearing that, Spencer quietly heaved a sigh of relief, then said with a smile, "Great. I'll contact my friend later. You can send Natalie and Nathaniel to the school whenever you want." Natalie and Nathaniel exchanged a look in secret. That was a close call. After dinner, while Yuna and the others chatted in the study, Spencer sneaked into the children's room. He whispered, "How was that? Uncle Spencer is incredible, right? I'm a man of promise." Nathaniel threw him a look of disgust. "If it weren't for Mommy's faith in you, she would definitely suspect that you have ulterior motives back at the dining table." Spencer ruffled his hair. "What are you talking about, kiddo? Who else can your M