Chapter 309 Andrew rubbed his eyes as he woke up and muttered, âWhose phone is that? Really knows how to pick the right time, interrupting my beautiful dream.â
Aurora walked up and said gently, âItâs Yvetteâs. Wait, Iâll go call her.â
As soon as Andrew realized whose phone it was, he woke up instantly, panicking as he tried to get up. In his hurry, he hit his arm on the table, knocking over a water glass. The water spilled out and splashed directly onto the ringing phone. Andrew quickly wiped the phone with his hand. âYvetteâs old phone model wasnât easy to replace nowadays, and if it broke, heâd be done for, he thought. Charles glanced at the black phone, knowing it had been with Ms. Zeller for almost ten years.
In his flustered state, Andrew accidentally pressed the wrong button, and a cheerful female voice came from the other end of the phone: âHello, little boss, I have a tiny confession to make. I had no other choice just now and had to tell Alan that youâre the owner behind âVibeâ and the designer of the Blossom and Dream collections. But donât worry, I already told him he must keep your identity a secret, so no one else will know. Yvette, youâre so generous, Iâm sure youâll forgive this little cutie of yours, right?â
Every word from the phone was heard loud and clear by the three people in the living roomâAurora, Andrew, and Charles -and their expressions were identical: all frozen in shock.
On the other end, Sienna thought Yvette might really be angry about her revealing her identity, so she quickly added, âYvette, I really didnât mean it. Donât worry about Alan; heâs a reliable guy and has always admired you. Plus, todayâs situation was too sudden. If I didnât explain things clearly to him, thereâs no way heâd have agreed to leave all thirty custom dresses behind. Please donât be mad. How about I promise not to ask you for any design drafts for the next three years?â
Still, there was no responseâjust dead silence. In the huge living room, only the sound of the three people breathing heavily could be heard. On the other end, Sienna finally sensed something was off. Yvette wouldnât be so angry that she couldnât even speak, right? As she started to doubt, Yvetteâs cold voice suddenly came through the phone: âI know.â
In the living room, Aurora slowly turned around to look at the stairs, where Yvette stood with her hands in her pockets, leaning casually against the railing, legs bent, calm and collected. Aurora realized âSo, what that woman on the phone was saying was that her daughterâinâlaw was the founder of âVibeâ clothing company?â Auroraâs head buzzed, and she suddenly remembered catching a glimpse of the caller ID earlierâSienna Now, she finally remembered who that was! She continued thinking âWasnât that the head designer of âVibe,â a design genius admired by the entire fashion world? No wonder âVibeâ broke its usual rules and sent Alan personally to serve her. She had been suspicious all alongâthirty customâmade dresses, all being left behind, and for free. Turns out, it wasnât because Yvette saved the life of âVibeâs secret owner; it was because Yvette is the secret owner.
Was there anything more shocking than this? The hottest clothing company in the world was founded by a girl in her twenties?
And now she was her daughterâinâlaw? Hmm... heaven must really have been smiling on her. This whole situation was so unbelievable, it made her want to scream. âVibeâ was established seven or eight years ago, and back then, Yvette had barely been an adult.â Aurora looked at Yvette, feeling more and more satisfied. âHer daughterâin- lawâs business acumen was no joke.
Oh, dear... Does that mean she finally has someone to take over her company?â she thought. Aurora began scheming about how to hand over her business to Yvette. But given what she knew about her daughterâinâlaw, this was probably going to be a challenge.
Sitting halfâslumped on the couch, Andrew was also in a dazed state. His pants were soaked where the water had spilled on them, but he hadnât even noticed. Yvette had just revealed another mindâblowing secret? He thought, âCyanbird the painter? An Interpol officer? The hidden boss behind âVibeâ? My god! Yvetteâs secrets were getting more and more terrifying. If she dropped one more bombshell, his heart might not survive. Turns out, Jeremiah had hit the jackpot by marrying her.â Andrew sighedâforget envying those who live charmed lives, heâd settle for finding a way to live off someone like that. âWhy couldnât he find someone like that? Beautiful? Check. Talented? Check. Unique personality? Check. And who else but Yvette could get drunk and still run military drills?â he thought in admiration.
Charles, on the other hand, was the only one keeping his composure, not as shaken as the others. He knew that a girl who could outclass a group of grown men at just ten years old could definitely be the founder of âVibe! With Ms. Zeller, anything was possible; nothing had to make senseâshe was the master of her own world.
Andrew let out a soft sigh, and Charles glanced sideways at him. Why was he getting all sentimental just because Yvette had revealed another secret? Charles asked, âWhatâs wrong with you?
Andrew lifted his head slightly and said softly, âI just think that some people are born to create miracles and crush others in the process.â
Charles nodded seriously and said, âYouâre Yvette picked up the phone, turned off,, ht. Just get used to it.â
speaker, and casually said a few more words before hanging up. Turning around, her deep, tranquil phoenixâshaped eyes seemed to hold the universe within, serene and dazzling. She had changed into at simple white Tâshirt and shorts after going upstairs, her hair tied up in a ponytail, exuding a youthful and slightly alluring vibe. Looking at this girl who always wore sports clothes, white Tâshirts, jeans, and sneakers, who could have imagined that she was the secret boss of âVibe,â the fashion label everyone in the industry chased after? Yvette glanced casually at the three people, raised an eyebrow, and said in an offhand manner, âI started âVibeâ a few years ago, J on a whim.â
The three of them were speechless.
Andrew clicked his tongue in disbelief Just on a whim? Could she be any more devastating to his fragile selfâesteem? He also wanted to casually start a multiâbillionâdollar company, alright?â
Charles smiled at how serious Yvette looked as she explained herself. He thought, âA clothing company worth hundreds of billions was really just a casual side project... Ms. Zeller certainly had a way of getting under peopleâs skin. If word of this got out, it would probably infuriate countless business people.
Aurora took a moment to compose herself, she thought, âHer daughterâinâlaw was simply amazingâwhat she said was so confidently bold yet endearingly cute.â Aurora looked at Yvette with high hopes and asked expectantly, âYvette, I mean, just hypothetically speaking, if I were to hand over a company worth billions for you to manage, would you refuse?â
Yvette looked up, her tone casual. âI would. So donât even think about it.â
Auroraâs face fell. âWhy was it so hard to give her future daughterâinâlaw a company?â she thought.
Andrew sipped some water and watched the scene unfold, dying of envy. Even he could understand what Mrs. Chavez was hinting at, he thought, âShe clearly wanted to hand over her entire business empire to Yvette. But alas, Yvette wasnât the type to care about money. One wanted to give, and the other didnât want to receive? Seriously, that was money! Who wouldnât want it?â
Andrew felt like his measly monthly salary of 1,500 might as well come with a nooseâhe felt so poor by comparison.
After chatting for a while longer, Aurora and Yvette said their goodbyes, and the Chavez familyâs staff packed up the dresses, loading them into two large trucks. Even the security guard at the gate was stunned. âHeâd seen plenty of rich peopleâs lifestyles, but a whole truckload of clothes? That was the next level,â he thought.
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