"I thought the West Drew Institute provided you with an assistant along with a car. So, why are you still taking a taxi right now? How shabby." Noticing that Darren was about to help her, Yuna took a step back. "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Bowman, but I'm perfectly fine with taking a cab." Darren smiled smugly. "Considering our little secret, I thought that we were friends. I never thought you'd distance yourself from me. That makes me so sad." Yuna had no interest in being friends with Darren. Although he seemed indifferent, he had ulterior motives. He was so arrogant that his intention to manipulate her was evident on his face, as if he feared she wouldn't notice. The more transparent a person was about their goals, the more terrifying that person became. Looking at the people to his left, Yuna said calmly, "You didn't have to bail on your friends because of me, Mr. Bowman. I appreciate your kindness, but if you'll excuse me…" Darren stood where he was, touching the cor
Kiara blurted, "The new dad?" Natalie replied, "He's super awesome. Look! He's right outside." The girl pointed at the school gates. Kiara looked where she was pointing. The first thing she saw was Harry standing in the middle of the road outside the school gates, controlling the traffic. "I must have misunderstood her," she thought. Kiara stuck her head out. "Who are you pointing at, sweetie?" "Hehe, can't you see clearly? My dad's right there, controlling the traffic. He's my superhero." Kiara thought Natalie was playing a trick on her. She could not believe it. …Harry's shift ended, and he handed things over to his colleague, then peered into the school. For some reason, he was getting nervous. "Kiara didn't see me, did she?" he wondered. He was about to call the teacher when he looked up and saw a furious Kiara standing in front of him. He looked at her, and she grabbed his arm. "What are you doing, Miss Jenkins?" "Are Nathaniel and Natalie Yuna's children?" Kiara ask
The threat made Kiara shiver, and she was reminded of the conversation she had with Natalie. The girl told her she had a lot of people taking care of her. "Guess this is what she meant," she thought. If Yuna didn't have her support system, she couldn't have raised her kids alone. "Fine," she said, "I won't say a word, but Yuna did raise the kids all by herself. I think Yvan should give her something for that.""Oh, please. She'd be lucky if your family wouldn't try to take the kids away from her the moment they find out about them." Kiara couldn't argue with that. She knew her family too well. After the divorce seven years ago, Yvan had never considered starting a new family, and the elders were becoming increasingly anxious about him not leaving an heir. "If they find out that Yuna's kids belong to Yvan, they're going to …" Kiara didn't finish that thought. Seeing through her, Harry said calmly, "Pity you had to invest in Warton. The kids would've lived in peace. Once Yuna's pr
Harry came home and told the ladies what had happened at school. Sherry stood up, her eyes wide. Nervously, she asked, "Are you sure she'll keep it a secret? She's Yvan's sister. She's a Jenkins." Yuna was exceptionally calm. Harry munched on his snack. For some reason, he was defending Kiara. "She promised me she wouldn't spill the beans, so I believe she won't say a word. At least she seems reasonable from how she's treating Yuna." Yuna and Sherry shot him a look, their gazes creeping him out. Nervously, he asked, "Um, why are you two looking at me like that?" Sherry moved a chair and sat beside Harry, poking his shoulder. "You trust her a lot." "Because she's worthy of it." "Why?" "I told you. Because she's nice to Yuna." "Yeah, and I bet she's nicer to her own brother." That argument shut Harry up, and Sherry harrumphed. "Just say you trust her with your life that she won't spill." "I—" Harry was about to say something when he noticed the teasing glint in Sherry's
Half a month had passed, and Yuna's injury had fully healed. Yvan seemed to have disappeared during this time, never showing up again. Michael was the one who delegated the jobs to her. Herbert's attention was solely focused on Blake, so he didn't have time to keep an eye on her. With Liam's help, Yuna had finally become a shareholder, granting her the power to join meetings. As promised, she had to attend Darren's birthday party. Darren even had his men deliver the custom-made dress he ordered. "Whoa." Rose noticed the diamond-embedded dress and the black heels in the gift box, and she felt envious. "Going to a ball tonight, Ms. Feron?" Yuna frowned imperceptibly at the gift box. She hadn't expected Darren to go to such lengths for her, but since she had promised her attendance, she couldn't refuse the gift. She nodded. "A birthday party, to be exact." "Not many people can host a birthday party of this level. Your friend must be quite influential," Rose guessed, putting the box
Lucian dragged him into the hall. "Stop worrying. If anyone needs to worry, it's Yvan, not you." "But—" Lucian covered his mouth shut. "Zip it, and let's go." …Yuna and Ashton entered the hall. It was decorated resplendently. So much so that anyone could tell that the event held there was a happy occasion. There was a towering cake standing on the stage, as conspicuous as the Burj Khalifa. The screen behind it was playing a montage of birthday wishes for Darren. It wasn't hard to find the birthday boy; everyone was fawning over him like he was the center of the universe, though the appearance of Yuna and Ashton garnered a lot of attention as well. The circle knew that Yuna was a friend of Ashton. Some whispered rumors about them secretly dating, though they made sure the rumors didn't make the rounds, or Darren might kill them. However, when Yuna and Ashton appeared together, donning matching attire, the guests started wondering if they were really dating. Their inquisitive
Yuna pointed at Crystal's shoulder after she finished her words. "Don't get too close to me while you talk. It smells." The ladies couldn't get what she meant until Crystal saw Yuna wiping her fingers in disgust. She exclaimed angrily, "You bitch! How dare you insult me—" Before Crystal could finish, Yuna grabbed her wrist and cut her off expressionlessly. "Since you're here to attend Mr. Bowman's birthday party, you'd better not mess with me, or I'll make a huge scene. Think you can take the risk of upsetting Mr. Bowman by ruining his birthday party?" "Who are you to say that? How could Mr. Bowman—" "Well. I came here with Mr. Yale, didn't I?" Crystal's eyes widened; she couldn't stand Yuna's arrogance. "Shameless bitch! Don't think you can act all arrogant just because Mr. Yale brought you here. You need to be taught a lesson!" Crystal raised her left hand toward Yuna's face. Just before her hand could make any contact, someone grabbed it from behind and pushed her away
Crystal was still trying to beg for forgiveness, but Yuna had left. Yvan shot Crystal a sharp glare that frightened her. She no longer dared to go after Yuna. Yuna gathered up her dress and increased her pace to return to the birthday party. She didn't want to have anything to do with Yvan. However, Yvan had guessed what was on her mind. He grabbed her arm and pulled her into the safety passageway. Yuna stepped back to create some distance as Yvan stepped closer to her. "Thank you for your help, Mr. Jenkins." Yvan placed his hand on the wall, preventing Yuna from getting away. "Why did you attend Darren's birthday party with Ashton?" Yuna bent down and slid out from under his arm. "We're friends," she answered indifferently. Yvan's expression darkened, and he grabbed her arms. "Why them?" "Mr. Jenkins, haven't you grown out of your bad habits? You're never this nosy. Didn't you learn your lesson from half a month ago? I don't want to be the talk of the town again." Yuna lef