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Florence didnât notice his expression and just stared at Nora. She wanted Nora to know who was the best in the family.
She wanted Mr. Smithâs daughter to be stronger than the daughter who had betrayed him. So he continued to criticize and berate her. Now that he had a chance to show off, he said, âMiss Yvonne, itâs an invitation, isnât it? Like I said, you definitely had no problem joining the Hacker Allianceâ¦â
He didnât notice that Yvonneâs expression turned more sour with his words.
He lowered his head and looked at the email on his phone.
The words on it were clearly reflected in her eyes. âWeâre sorry, your application has not been approved.
It didnât go throughâ¦
That was impossible!
She opened her eyes in surprise and stared in disbelief. His expression was too fierce. However, after taking a deep breath, he suppressed the astonishment and disappointment in his heart, then smiled at Florence. âNo, I havenât been informed yet! Itâs another email.â
Another email?
Nora amused herself by looking at Yvonne.
The Hacker Alliance logo was a black arrowhead and was unmistakable.
Even though she was far away, she had just glanced at the logo. It must have been a rejection email from the Hacker Alliance. Tsk, this Yvonne really cared about her image.
Florence wasnât disappointed to hear this, nor did she think too much about it. She simply nodded her head. âYes, I was too anxious! However, Miss Yvonne, you donât have to worry. Everyone can see your strength. Besides, youâve been very outstanding since youâve been young. You learn everything quickly. Besides, you are not specialized in hacking, you are only a little bit interested in it. Speaking of which, Miss Yvonne, arenât you very impressive? You master all four arts, and youâre also very good at horseback riding and archery. You were even almost drafted to the national team. If it werenât for the Smithsâ reluctance to let you try hard, you could have won the championship for the country! Miss Yvonne, your intelligence is really very high! You havenât learned anything for a long time and yet you have managed to be top notch in everything you do so casually. This is something only a genius can do.â
No sooner had he praised her than a strange male voice was heard. âTsk, Madame Florence, you are praising her to no end. Those who donât know her may think sheâs amazing.â
With that, everyone turned in unison and saw a young man with dyed blond hair walking in with a bag slung over his shoulder.
He was quite handsome and looked a bit like Warren and Quentin.
Nora knew at a glance that he was from the Smiths, but wondered what family he belonged to.
Florenceâs expression changed, âSixth Young Master, why have you returned?â
Sixth Young Master Smith grimaced. âWhat a strange question. This is my home, why canât I come back?â
Florenceâs face darkened. âThis is Mr. Smithâs house. Sixth Young Master, your family has already been separated.â
Sixth Young Master Smiths smiled cheekily, his blond hair shining in the sunlight. âTsk, my Third Uncle and Eldest Brother havenât kicked us out. In polite terms, youâre a housekeeper, but you may as well be called a servant, what gives you the right to talk to me like that?â
Florence grew even angrier. âMr. Louis, Mr. Ian and Mr. Joel donât talk to me like that. Youâ¦â
âWhatâs wrong?â Louis touched his hair. âUncle Ian and Joel are polite to you because they have a good education. But Iâm different. Iâve been this wild since I was young. Never mind, your last name is Florence while mine is Smith. Why donât we reason with Uncle Ian and ask him if you have the right to kick me out? Or does Joel not want us to stay at home anymore?â
Florence choked.
Yvonne said, âLouis, you came back to collect this monthâs money, didnât you, but didnât you put it in your account? You didnât have to come back.â
Louis snorted, âHow could I not come back? Youâve given me $1,500 this month, what can I do with that amount?â
Yvonne looked like she was in a bind. âLouis, this was specially instructed by Joel. Heâs doing it for your own good. Iâve saved the rest of the money for you. I donât want to see you so rampant every day.â
Louis scoffed. âDonât use Joel to pressure me. I know what youâre like. You must have said something to make my pocket money so scarce.â
Yvonne lowered her head. âLouis, I admit I was the one who said you werenât doing your job and playing with Chester every day, but I did it for your own goodâ¦â
âYou do it for my own good? Tsk, Yvonne, the others donât know you and think youâre the only daughter and thatâs why they have to spoil you. Do you think I donât know who you are? Everyone says you can learn anything with a little work and that youâre a genius. Ha, in front of outsiders, you act like you donât care, but who doesnât know that you practice like crazy when you come back at night! When we were in school, we clearly skipped classes and played together, but you were the best at your studies. If I hadnât seen that you donât sleep at night and that you study hard, Iâd still think you were a genius!â
Louis put his hands on his hips. âDonât think I donât know what youâre planning. You just want me to surrender to you, donât you, dream on! Let me tell you, even if I die of poverty or starvation, I wonât bow down to you!â
âThe other brothers were blinded by you, but not me! Hmph, youâre just an adopted daughter, And you still want to control me? Let me tell you, thatâs impossible.â
Louisâ words didnât change Yvonneâs expression at all.
Her eyes were droopy and no emotion was visible.
However, she was already filled with resentment and malice.
She had known since she was young that, although her adoptive father had never said or made any requests, he only wanted her to grow up happy.
However, outstanding people were welcome everywhere, so she had deliberately created the image of a genius for herself.
At school, she always played it down and didnât listen to the class much. After school, she played with the other children. When she returned in the evening, she studied hard and always came first in all exams.
Gradually, she became known as a genius, a gifted pupil, a talented girl, and so on. Her vanity was satisfied.
This gave her a greater sense of security in the Smiths.
Until one night she was discovered by Louis. From then on, Louis turned on her every day and no longer cajoled, coddled, or cajoled her.
However, Yvonne had ways of dealing with him.
She sighed. âLouis, this is Nora, your cousin, can you meet her?â
Louis followed her words and looked at Nora. He snorted. âThereâs no need to get acquainted. Sisters are terrifying creatures. Iâm not going to like her. Of course, unless⦠Sheâs very rich!â
Yvonne lowered her head.
How could she be very rich?
It was good enough that Nora wouldnât let Louis keep her-it was impossible for her to keep Louis!
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