Chapter 742 Talk About It In Bed
Right that instant, Yara finally had a grasp of the situation. She suddenly realized that King would not let
Thomas off the hook easily. After all, he had backed her father up financially, pinning hope on him to get
the mission accomplished. Since things went south, the latter had to pay the price.
At the thought of Kingâs callousness, Thomas and Yara went silent.
Grief-stricken, Thomas stared dispiritedly at his bandaged arm as he was lost in his thoughts. No words
could describe his resentment and anguish after King instructed Gale to chop his hand off ruthlessly!
Nonetheless, he was clueless about Kingâs exact identity. Even after staying by his side for years, he
only knew that the latter was not from Chanaea. Evidently, he has been really good at hiding his identity
all these years! There might even be an extremely powerful mastermind manipulating him in the dark!
How is it possible for me to fight against King?
Thomas sighed helplessly. He had no choice but to swallow his indignance and grievance.
Yara did not stay back to accompany Thomas in the ward. Instead, she stepped out of the hospital after
having a word with the doctor.
Even though it was spring, she could feel an unusual whiff of frigidness as the night breeze blew at her.
As she tightened the knitted cardigan around herself, there was an unmissable hint of anxiousness on
her face. She thought King had spared her for the sake of Dexmed Pharmaceutical, but it only struck her
that it was due to another reason.
She could still vividly remember what she overheard earlier. King had stopped Gale at the eleventh hour,
saving her from facing the tragic fate of having a disfigured face just because she looked exactly like
Natalie.
Hmph! The way King treats Natalie Nichols is seemingly in stark contrast to how he treats me! In his
eyes, I must be a lowly small fry. On the contrary, it seems he admires her like a respectable opponent.
Weâre twin sisters. But why is everyone looking down on me? They not only have a soft spot for Natalie
Nichols but are also in awe of her.
In an instant, waves of indecipherable emotions crashed into her heart, causing her entire body to
shudder uncontrollably.
After what seemed like an eternity, Yara finally managed to cool her head off in the middle of the night.
Wandering on the street, a glint of sheer frigidness and malice flickered in her eyes.
Snippets of how she confronted Natalie five years ago flashed across her mind. By right, only one of us
can exist in this world! I must get rid of Natalie Nichols to have peace of mind!
The next second, she whipped out her phone from her bag. Tamping down her simmering abhorrence,
she had no choice but to make a call to Reuben, Yuvaanâs son.
âAh! Yara, finally a call from you! Does it mean that youâve thought it through?â The latterâs voice
sounded from the other end of the line.
Yuvaan was about seventy years old, while Reuben was already in his late forties, about the same age
as Thomas.
After taking a deep breath, she asked placidly, âWhereâre you now? Iâll go over to look for you. Thereâs
something I need to discuss with you.â
âDonât you think itâs inappropriate to have a discussion in the office at such a late hour?â Reuben replied
ambiguously.
He had been having designs on Yara ever since he first set his eyes on her. Her stunning looks and
alluring figure were irresistible to him. Not to mention, she had rejected him numerous times throughout
the years, making him desire her even more.
Yara had been well aware of his ulterior motive since long ago. She stated coldly, âLetâs discuss in bed
then. I hope you can keep your words to help me after Iâve satisfied you.â
It never occurred to Reuben that Yara would agree to make a deal with him. Over the moon, he laughed
heartily. âGreat! Iâll send you the location of the hotel in a while. Iâll wait for you there, okay?â
âOkay!â Yara replied impatiently and hung up.
Samuel, youâre trying to clear Natalie Nicholsâ name as the culprit of Old Mr. Bowersâ death by all means,
arenât you? Well, youâll soon know that itâs just your wishful thinking!
Raising her dainty face, Yara burst out laughing self-deprecatingly. A surge of resentment within her
intensified as time elapsed.
In the meantime, it was calm and peaceful in the Bowers residence.
Natalie was coaching Sophia on medical skills patiently. Impressed by the latterâs tremendous
advancement, she could not help heaving a sigh of admiration. Ah! I bet itâs just a matter of time before
she surpasses me!
Compared to Sophia, the other three boys were obviously more independent in a way. At the moment,
they had their heads buried in the books they were interested in, respectively.
Other parents usually lamented about their kids spending too much time on electronic devices, fearing
they would have eyesight problems. Natalie could not help feeling amused that she might be the only
parent worrying about her children having such problems from reading incessantly.
At the thought of that, Natalie called out to them, âEveryone, letâs have some fruits and take a break!â