Chapter 311



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Yvonne had always been someone very good at staying calm and collected, but in front of Joel, she always felt like he could see through everything she was thinking.

The last ten minutes when the assistant was absent were the most excruciating she had ever experienced.

She could pretend to be impeccable in front of everyone, but her older brother’s eyes seemed to always be able to see through her every thought.

She had deliberately kept silent and just sat there. It was only ten minutes, but she felt as if a whole year had passed.

That was why she had asked that question so eagerly when the assistant entered the studio, causing her to expose all her furtive little thoughts herself.

As soon as she spoke, she secretly cursed.

She looked at Joel. Indeed, he was looking straight at her. His usually friendly countenance was curt and cold.

Yvonne swallowed hard.

She lowered her head.

The assistant could clearly sense that something was wrong between the siblings. She hastily lowered her head and replied, “This card was first used in a foreign country five years ago. Although the cardholder had left no information, it was indeed Miss Nora Smith who used it that time.”

In other words, although it was an anonymous card, barring accident, it was indeed Nora’s.

Yvonne had already been too afraid to speak when Joel was staring at her. Although she was astonished, she bit her lip and asked, “Did you already know Mr. Hunt five years ago?”

Her words took the assistant by surprise, who looked at Joel.

Joel looked at the door. The assistant understood immediately. He lowered his head and left the studio in silence. On his way out, he even closed the door thoughtfully for them.

As soon as the door closed, Joel’s soft but cool and honeyed voice reached Yvonne. “Are you really hoping this card is from Justin, why?”

Yvonne: “!”

She looked up in panic. “N-no… Let me explain, Joel. That’s not…”

But when Yvonne’s eyes met Joel’s calm but mocking gaze, she fell silent.

She knew it was useless, whatever he said.

He knew.

Yvonne lowered her head. “Joel, in your eyes, who’s more important, me or her? I’m Dad’s legitimate daughter…”

Joel lowered his head. Suddenly he asked, “So, do you still remember what your legal name is?”

Yvonne was taken aback. “Yvonne Smith…”

He stopped suddenly.

Yv… onne… Smith…

Her name had always been a topic of discussion since she was a child. In fact, even her adoptive father’s love story was famous. However, it never seemed to bother her when people talked about how much she loved Yvette.

Even though everyone said that Yvette had betrayed him, he had never diminished his love for her in front of others.

He remained single all his life.

He adopted a daughter who would marry into the Hunts in the future, and named her Yvonne.

Yvonne lowered her head and her fingers closed even tighter into a fist. “Joel, is it because Dad likes that woman that he would also like the daughter he had with another man?”

Joel was silent.

However, it seemed that Yvonne had regained her strength. He said, “Aren’t you afraid Dad will be disappointed in you if you defend her? Everyone says I’m Dad’s adopted daughter, but even I feel bad for him and dislike Nora, even though I’m not related to Dad by blood. You’re not just his blood nephew, you’re practically Dad’s son. You’re even closer to him than I am, so how can you disappoint him?”

Had he let Uncle Ian down?

Joel pursed his lips again.

He thought about how his uncle had reacted when the DNA report was first released. He thought about his internal struggle during that time. He thought about how he had gone to the Hunts’ party and defended her….

Joel slowly lowered his gaze. “You can’t act rashly until Uncle Ian makes a decision.”

Seeing that he wasn’t pursuing the matter further, Yvonne breathed an immediate sigh of relief.

She nodded. “I promise.”

As she left the office, someone suddenly opened the window. Quentin stepped nimbly through the window. The slim, fair-skinned young man stared in the direction Yvonne had gone and curved his lips disdainfully. “You’re really not going to do anything about it?”

Joel had always handled family matters fairly.

However, this time his actions had been a bit biased toward Yvonne.

Joel looked at him and asked, “What can I do?”

Quentin was taken aback.

If he gave Yvonne a warning, he would be slapping Ian in the face.

However, if he defended Nora, he would also be embarrassing Ian.

“But she’s our cousin! She has blood ties to us.”

As soon as Quentin said that, Joel sighed and said, “She’s also the daughter that woman had with Uncle Ryan.”

Quentin: “…”

He scratched his head and was silent for a long moment. Finally, he said, “Forget it, the previous generation’s relationships are too complicated. I’ll pretend I don’t know anything.”

Joel nodded. Then, however, he looked at him again and asked, “Aren’t you supposed to be protecting her?”

Quentin curved his lips in disdain. “Yes, she’s home. There, she’s here.”

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A large black jeep pulled up in front of the mansion with a screech.

Fearing that Joel would confiscate his card again, Louis slipped out at high speed, Causing him to almost collide with the car in front of him!

He stopped in front of the car and slapped his chest. “Is that how you’re supposed to drive? You almost scared me to death.”

He walked up to the side of the car as he spoke, seeing Nora’s cold, expressionless face through the open window.

Louis’ anger froze instantly. Then, a huge smile bloomed on his face at once. “Nora!”

Nora: “?”

Someone ran over the boy and damaged his brain?

Why was there suddenly such a huge change in his attitude towards her?

As she wondered, Louis said, “You are indeed my cousin! Don’t worry, I’ll protect you in the future! However, Joel has taken the card again, can you transfer some money to me?”

“Again…”.

Poor kid.

“… Okay. How much do you need?” asked Nora.

She pulled out her phone. Only then did she realize that Louis had sent her a voicemail.

She raised her eyebrows. “You sent me a voicemail? What did you send?”

He was about to play it back when Louis abruptly grabbed the phone: he thought ‘Stinky woman! You got me in big trouble’ that he had sent earlier.

He hurried to delete the voicemail.

Only then did Louis hand the phone back to her. “It’s nothing, nothing…”

Nora: “…”

Seeing how he behaved, Nora didn’t stoop to his level. Instead, she picked up the phone and asked, “How much do you want?”.

Louis held up five fingers.

His monthly allowance was $50,000. Although it was considered quite low for a family like his, it was just enough to feed the dogs and cats. Although he had already ordered cat food for the next month and Joel had also returned his credit card-whose limit was also $50,000-who was going to say no to more money?

Nora looked at his hand and let out an “oh.” Next, she tapped her phone several times. A beep sounded and Louis received a message.

Nora then threw the phone on the car seat and drove off quietly.

“Bye Nora!”

Louis picked up his phone after speaking to her ingratiatingly, but when he saw the amount of the transfer, he was astonished.

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