"T—there's no need! I can get home by myself!""Hmm?" Stephen raised an eyebrow. "Do you not need me, or do you not find it convenient for me to pick you up?"Her head still buzzing, Yvonne didn't pick up on the double meaning behind his words. "I'm already on my way home." She turned her head and met Rachel's prying eyes, and her head began pounding again. "I'm hanging up. I'm almost home. Thanks for the offer." Yvonne hung up and smiled at Rachel sheepishly. "Would you believe me if I told you that was my father?"Rachel grabbed her friend's arm. "What do you think? So? Who's the guy?"While thinking of what to say, Yvonne spotted a cab waiting nearby and quickly broke away from Rachel's grasp. She dashed toward the car like a bat out of hell. "I'm heading home first. I'll explain everything to you when I have time.""Yvonne Miller!"In the car, Yvonne gave the driver her address and prompted him to drive faster. It was a long drive home, and the skilled driver made the journey smo
Stephen leaped up and turned his head instantly. Someone's head was protruding from his quilt, and the dark locks looked like a mess."Who is it?" he demanded."Where's my doll?" Yvonne murmured, fondling the bed."Why are you in my room?" Stephen frowned. This woman had only been drawing a line between them minutes ago, yet here she was. On his bed! Gosh! What was up with her?However, it didn't seem like Yvonne had heard him. She continued to search for her doll, sounding desperate enough to cry. "My doll… My dolll…" Stephen finally realized that she was dreaming. He frowned in disgust at seeing a grown woman searching for a doll in her sleep. Hold on. Yvonne hadn't mistaken him for her doll, had she? To test his assumption, he sat back down on the bed. Sure enough, Yvonne snuggled up to him again.This time, to make sure her "doll" didn't disappear, Yvonne wrapped her whole body around him. Stephen's back stiffened. In the quiet room, his sense of touch had become extraordinarily a
After breakfast, Yvonne helped Stephen back to his room and checked his vitals.Compared to his initial readings, Stephen's condition had improved much faster than she'd expected. In addition to Yvonne's treatments, his excellent physical condition played a role in speeding up his recovery.Yvonne subconsciously turned to look at Stephen. The sunlight shining into the room illuminated his body, highlighting his handsome facial features. However, his lifeless eyes were like a bottomless pit that could suck in anything effortlessly.In a daze, Yvonne began to worry. If Stephen recovered successfully, would that mean that he would no longer need her? It would be a great loss if he turned his back on her and she lost her cash cow, especially since she hadn't had the chance to use him yet!"How's it going?" Stephen asked, noticing that Yvonne had been silent."Noth—" Yvonne cleared her throat and pulled her hand back. Calmly, she replied, "You're recovering quite well."Stephen hummed in ac
In Miller Jewels, Yvonne entered her office with her assistant following closely behind. "Ms. Miller, this is the list of names you asked for; it has the names of all the influential figures in our industry.""Good work." Yvonne took the file and flipped through the pages casually, her eyes landing on the first name, Xavier Robinson.He came from one of the four most prominent families in Northerna City. He began working with jadeite jewelry before expanding his business and becoming the leading jewelry company in the country, taking over the top spot in the industry."A Robinson… and Kayla even attended a dinner he organized…" Yvonne frowned and wondered if the mysterious man the other night had been Xavier Robinson."Ms. Miller, do you know Mr. Robinson?" her assistant suddenly asked.Yvonne was startled. "Why?""He sent someone to invite you to dinner today. He said the Miller family and the Robinson family used to be quite close, and the two might work together in the future. He ho
Xavier quickly returned to his senses. "I guess you're still mad about what happened last night, Ms. Miller?" He lifted his glass of wine and smiled. "I wouldn't have caused trouble if I'd known it was you. Allow me to show my sincere apologies." Before Yvonne could respond, Xavier threw his head back and downed the entire glass."Wow! You're great at drinking, Mr. Robinson!" Amidst all the applause, Xavier downed two more glasses in one go. He showed Yvonne his empty glass and smiled. "Satisfied yet, Ms. Miller?"Yvonne hadn't seen the man's face clearly back in the bar lounge, but under this lighting, he looked like the devil, his eyes smiling charmingly. Alarm bells immediately went off in Yvonne's head. She was sensible enough to know that men like him could be highly mesmerizing."You're too polite, Mr. Robinson. I offended you first last night. How can I ask you to apologize?" Yvonne poured some tea into her glass. "Instead of wine, let me use tea to—""It seems like Ms. Miller
Everyone here knew that Julian was Stephen's right-hand man, so they were dumbfounded to see him here. They began to wonder how this hideous woman knew Julian."It's a surprise to see you here, Ms. Miller. I have something to discuss with you but haven't been able to get a hold of you."Yvonne internally applauded Julian's acting skills and played along. "Yep. I've been kind of busy lately." She turned around to bid Xavier goodbye. "Mr. Robinson, something's come up, so let's meet again another time." Mindful of who Xavier was, Yvonne reluctantly pulled out her name card and placed it on the table. "Feel free to contact me if you need me, Mr. Robinson."With that, Yvonne turned to follow Julian out when the latter suddenly remembered something. In a loud voice, he asked, "Ms. Miller, have you given the investment Ms. Anderson proposed to you any thought?"Yvonne was at a loss, having no idea what Julian was talking about. Julian peeked at the table out of the corner of his eye and made
Meanwhile, Xavier stood on the steps of the restaurant, watching the Maybach drive out of sight. If he wasn’t mistaken, the figure sitting in the back seat was Stephen. What a surprise! Stephen had finally left the mansion, and more importantly, it was to pick up an ugly woman. If word of this got out, it would be the most sensational scandal in Northerna City. Yvonne’s last words before she left echoed in Xavier’s ears. Smirking, he muttered to himself, "Pointless? I don’t think so."Thanks to Yvonne's easy-going personality, the atmosphere in the car had eased considerably. Julian breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Madam was a perceptive woman; otherwise, he would've had a headache dealing with both of them. "Don't meet with Xavier so often in the future," Stephen suddenly blurted out in a domineering manner. "Why?" Yvonne replied without hesitation. "Do I have to tell you the reason?" Stephen sneered. "Do you really think Xavier would be interested in an ugly woman like yo
Yvonne walked for an hour before finally managing to catch a taxi, cursing Stephen the entire way home. Yvonne continued to be annoyed with Stephen for the rest of the week, often going an entire day without saying more than three sentences to him. That morning, Yvonne received a phone call and had to leave the house. When she passed Stephen in the living room, she didn’t even give him a second glance. As the sound of her footsteps grew fainter, Stephen furrowed his brows in frustration. It seemed like she planned to stand by Xavier’s side to the bitter end. Yvonne went to a hotel in the suburbs rather than her company. There were two pillars at the entrance of the hotel, and two burly men were leaning against them, smoking and making small talk. When they noticed Yvonne approaching, they hurriedly snuffed out their cigarettes and threw them away.Standing up straight, both men nodded respectfully to Yvonne. "Ms. Y."Yesterday, Gwen had instructed them to deliver a man to Ms. Y in