Chapter 42

Chapter 42

Jack turned and gave her a look. “Would it be enough fun, though, for their suffering to end so quickly?

Won’t revenge feel better the longer it takes?

Violet stared back at him dumbfounded. What had possessed this man today?

“Don’t you agree?”

“What you say does make sense.” She reconsidered before glancing at him. “Why do you want to help me though? How does this benefit you?”

Under her suspicious stare, Jack replied without thinking much. “You wouldn’t have to live here if you live with the Yeagers.”

“You…” Violet glared at him. “Just tell me if you want to get rid of me!”

He looked slightly restrained. “Mother Teresa never asked to be rewarded when she carried out good deeds.”

“Mother Teresa?” Violet could not help but retort, “Don’t besmirch a heroine’s name, alright? You’re far different from her!”

“There’s nothing to compare with a deceased person.” Jack’s eyes flicked to her face like lightning.

After looking at her for a moment, he got up without saying anything more and headed upstairs.

Violet watched as he disappeared from her sight.

She fell into deep thought, pondering the words he had said just now. She was in no mood to watch the television

program.

Could he be right?

If he was, she could have some fun.

She could help her mother secure an advantage and claim everything that the Yeagers had owed them all these years.

Jack was not such a bad person! Violet laughed and looked back at the television to continue her show.

That same night.

Warm yellow lights shone in the spa cious master bedroom on the second floor of the old Yancey manor. The thick and layered curtains had been drawn.

Samantha Ziegler sat at the foot of the bed in her velvety soft nightgown, making a phone call. The door to her room had been locked from the inside.

There was a beauty mask on her grave-looking face. She asked quietly, “When can Dawn come back?”

“She’s taking the evening flight, on the day after tomorrow,” her brother’s low voice sounded from the other end of the call. “Would they really get married if Dawn gets pregnant with Jack’s child? How confident are you?”

“This plan will definitely succeed as long as Senior Yancey is around,” Samantha said, “he has always been worried about Jack’s future when it comes to marriage. It’ll be very difficult to get Jack to consider getting married again, unless it’s a shotgun marriage, yes? He has just gone through a traumatizing wedding, after all.”

“Then what if we fail?” The man was worried. “My position in the Yancey Group would be at risk. He doesn’t suspect me now, at least.”

“So… We must succeed. Failure is not an option,” Samantha’s pink lips spoke softly. There was a cruel look in her eyes. “I’ll see to this carefully. All you have to do is get Dawn to come home.”

“Okay.”

“Talk to Dawn about this.” Samantha squinted. “I believe that no woman would refuse to be Jack Yancey’s missus. That is an indescribable honor, not to mention the luxury and wealth that come with it.”

“Dawn will be very happy,” the man said. “She has been fond of Jack ever since she was a kid. She’s full of adoration for him.”

“I won’t let a Yeager reject marry into the family.” Having said that, Samantha hung up.

Violet was a thorn in her flesh. Senior Yancey still doted on her despite the fact that she had caused such a huge ruckus at the wedding. This girl would not be easy to deal with.

The phone call ended.

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The man on the other end of the call had been Samantha’s brother, Armand Ziegler.

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Dawn Ziegler was Armand’s daughter and had been furthering her studies overseas. If she married Jack, they would be able to infiltrate his inner circle, and then it would only be a matter of time before they brought him down by finding something as leverage against him.

Early the next morning.

Samantha put on a purple tight-fitting dress and high heels before going downstairs.

The old man had awakened earlier and was already done with an hour of light exercise in the garden.

Zephyr and Dustin were close by.

As he went back in, he saw his daughter-in-law coming down the stairs.

“Good morning, dad.” Samantha was full of smiles, displaying her vivacious charm.

“Good morning,” Senior Yancey walked toward the couch. “Didn’t Liam come back with you?”

“He has gone on a hike for his nature sketching. The phone signal in the mountain areas is bad, I’ve not been able to contact him.” Samantha went to the couch as well after reaching the first floor. She sat down opposite Senior Yancey and poured a glass of tea for him while striking up a conversation genially. “Dad, do you remember Dawn?”