Yvonne finished unpacking. As she left her room, Stephen coincidentally opened his door too. Yvonne leaned against the door. She asked with a light smile, "Do you want me to give you a massage?"Stephen said calmly, "You heard?""Yes. It looks like Ms. Ford really has feelings for you. If not, she wouldn't have come looking for you so quickly." Yvonne smirked. "You sure have your way with the ladies."Stephen ignored her teasing. He changed the subject. "Are you heading out to look for Chuck?"Yvonne was surprised. "How did you know?""Just a guess."Stephen walked over to Yvonne. He had initially thought of asking her to go for a walk with him. They could use the excuse of having a tour of the place to see if they could find out where Chuck was. Unexpectedly, Yvonne had the same idea.Stephen said pensively, "Jane said that they sent Chuck over to Claude, but that doesn't mean he would be hiding here.""I know." Yvonne stopped smiling. "Anyway, I'm just going for a w
Yvonne and Stephen strolled around the mansion. Finally, they arrived at the gazebo, where Claude and Leonard were. Leonard welcomed them in happily. "The house staff just told us that you two were taking a walk around the mansion. "What do you think of it? It was designed by a famous architect years ago.""The scenery isn't bad." Yvonne smiled politely. "If I could live in a place like this, I wouldn't want to care about the nonsense happening at Emerald Group."Leonard choked upon hearing that. He sensed the hidden meaning behind her words. After coughing gently, he replied with a smile, "Yes. Once you've lived here long enough, you'll become lazy. The same could be said for Claude and me."After that, Yvonne beamed and didn't reply again. Just then, Claude seized the opportunity to ask Stephen, "How far has your relationship progressed? When are both of you going to remarry?"Stephen glanced at Yvonne. "It depends on Yvonne. I can't make the decision."Claude frowned
Claude and Leonard were momentarily stunned when they heard that.Leonard asked uncertainly, "What does that mean, Mr. Anderson?"Stephen glanced at him. There was a fleeting look of contemplation in his eyes. "If you compare Chuck and Gwen, the only difference is that Chuck has Well Spring Pharma. Hence, he can easily evade punishment. "But what about Gwen? Neither of you have asked about her so far. "So, I’m curious. If Chuck didn't have Well Spring Pharma, would the two of you let him get punished then?""This … "Leonard was at a loss for words. He hadn't expected Stephen to be so direct.Leonard had initially assumed that everyone seated here was the same and had a mutual understanding to prioritize their gains first. As for Claude, he was an impatient person. He couldn't tolerate beating around the bush. To make matters worse, he was unhappy with Stephen since Jane fancied him. "Mr. Anderson, you don’t have to pretend to be righteous in front of us. We’re all busin
"Did you really think that Claude was interested in how our relationship is progressing?"Yvonne raised her eyebrow and smiled. "He was worried that you would snatch his granddaughter away. So he wanted us to remarry immediately to crush Ms. Ford's hopes."She continued, "He probably doesn't like you because you're divorced and have a child. How could you deserve to be with his beloved granddaughter?"After that, Yvonne pretended to shake her head regretfully. "I didn't expect the CEO of Anderson Group to be disliked one day."Stephen thought that the way Yvonne had analyzed the situation was adorable. He couldn't control himself and teased, "Why did it seem as if Claude was worried that you would deal with his granddaughter instead? "If Jane really became your love rival, she wouldn't be able to win."He added, "You're so unreasonable when you get jealous that you might harm her in the process—""Stop!" Yvonne interrupted Stephen and rolled her eyes impatiently. "You see
It wasn't even 7:00 pm yet, but the mansion was already brightly lit and bustling with people.Yvonne had no intention of socializing. She leaned against the dining table and stared at the guests lazily.Stephen approached Yvonne, attracting the attention of many of the guests.Yvonne handed him a glass of juice and asked, "Why are you here so late?"Stephen slightly frowned and said, "Jane stopped me."Just as he had been about to leave his room, Jane had appeared at his door with a gift. She had insisted that Stephen be her dance partner, but he had refused. Of course, Jane had continued to pester him for a while.If Claude hadn't sent someone to look for Jane, Stephen would have still been at her mercy.Yvonne couldn't help but laugh when she saw Stephen's distressed expression. "I never thought that you would be stressed out by a woman."Stephen glanced at Yvonne and said, "It's because she's from the Ford family."Yvonne choked and felt guilty all of a sudden.If she h
A woman's voice rang out, "Mark, don't you know the rules?"Mark held back his punch just in time before it landed on the woman's face."Jane?"Mark pulled his hand back and looked at Jane mysteriously. "Don't be a busybody.""Busybody?" Jane crossed her arms. "This is my grandpa's birthday banquet. If you hit someone and start a fight, you'll ruin his birthday. How is that none of my business?"Mark remained silent. Noticing Stephen behind her, Mark seemed to realize something.He smiled and licked the blood on the corner of his mouth. "Don't tell me that you have a crush on Mr. Anderson."Jane raised her chin and admitted it graciously. "We're both single. What's wrong with me having a crush on him?"Mark smiled as if he had heard a joke. He chuckled and took two steps backward. "Since you like him, I wouldn't dare to hurt him."It's Claude's birthday today. I'm not going to cause him any trouble."Mark put one hand in his pocket after he finished speaking. Before leaving
Mark's expression shifted. His voice carried a hint of weariness as he addressed Yvonne, "After all that's happened, do you still want to play games with me?"She shrugged indifferently and replied, "I'm merely stating the truth. If you don't believe me, there's nothing more I can do."Mark stepped forward with an intense look in his eyes. "You're a clever person, Yvonne. I don't need to remind you whether Chuck or Gwen is of greater value, do I?""I don't evaluate people based on their worth. To me, Gwen matters more," Yvonne retorted bluntly.She shed her facade, and her voice turned icy. "Chuck, that wretch, is nowhere near worthy of being compared to Gwen."The very next moment, Mark's fingers closed around Yvonne's throat. He forcefully pressed her against a pillar. His strength was formidable. It caused the entire pergola to tremble."I lack your sentimentality. Your arguments won't sway me. To me, they're just childish and foolish," Mark said. His patience was wearing th
Yvonne's laughter bubbled forth."Help you? Mark, you're reading too much into it. "I just didn't want your presence to become a nuisance for me. After all, even catching a glimpse of you makes me feel angry about what happened with Gwen."Besides, this is, at its core, a competition between you, Claude, and Leonard. Why should I shoulder the blame for their quarrels? I'm certainly no fool."She glanced at Mark's retreating figure and continued, "Of course, if you choose not to heed my advice, you can always confront them directly. "It's really none of my business."Mark remained silent for a long time. He seemed to be deep in thought, questioning if he could trust Yvonne's words.Yvonne, on the other hand, had little interest in debating further. She walked past Mark and strode away without looking back.Still feeling the discomfort from being choked earlier, Yvonne cleared her throat. She was about to go to the bar and get a glass of cold water to soothe her throat.As fat