Chapter 265

However, she waited forever without a result.

Wynn frowned and keyed in the PIN again, but nothing changed.

She could not do anything, so she called the security guard over and found out that the ATM was out of

service and currently under maintenance.

“Thank you,” Wynn told the guard politely and then walked toward the counter.

Just then, however, a familiar voice called out to Wynn from behind her.

“Wynn Johnston? Why are you here too?” Yolanda just happened to walk through the bank door at

exactly that moment, and the first thing she saw was that familiar figure.

It was Wynn Johnston, huh?

The two of them exchanged a polite smile when they met, behaving exceptionally passionate with each

other.

“Yolanda, right?” Wynn said with a smile, her gaze saying she only wished she could have reunited

with her old friend sooner.

Back in college, Yolanda was her classmate and best friend.

After they graduated, though, the two of them fell out of touch.

It was not because Yolanda was especially heartless or anything. That was just how the world worked.

Everyone was busy with their own careers. Unlike those rich married ladies, they did not have the time

to find a cafe, have some coffee, exchange gossip, or show off the newest make-up and bags.

Yolanda was happily hugging Wynn too, smiling so brightly. She looked completely unlike the power-

hungry gold-digger she was earlier.

Yes, she was a classic two-faced b*tch.

“Hey, Wynn! It’s been three years. You’ve grown even prettier! Where’s your husband, Philip?”

Yolanda appraised Wynn and saw that the latter was just as beautiful and elegant as ever. Yolanda was

inevitably jealous, but she did not express it at all.

Still, the way she specifically enquired about Philip was a bit obvious.

Everyone knew that Philip’s career had not been going very well these years, and that Wynn’s marrying

him was a huge mistake.

Yet here Yolanda was. They had just encountered each other, but she was already asking about Philip,

and in a taunting tone too.

Wynn smiled slightly and replied politely, “He’s at the hospital with Mila. She just completed her

surgery.”

Yolanda looked shocked to hear that. She tugged Wynn aside and began talking to her about Mila.

After a while, she pulled the conversation back to Philip, painstakingly advising Wynn, “You gotta

believe me, Wynn. Men these days are terrible, and they’re always going behind their wives’ backs to

be with their mistresses. You gotta keep a good hold on Philip and make sure he doesn’t sneak around.

Yeah, he’s not that successful, but he still loves you quite a lot. That’s why you have to keep a close

eye on him. Look at me! I’m single and free.”

Yolanda spoke with ‘sincerity’, her eyes twitching as she constantly watched the changes in Wynn’s

expression.

Wynn smiled and said, “Oh, I trust Philip. He won’t play around out there.”

Yolanda frowned deeply when she heard that. All of a sudden, she said, “Oh yeah, I suddenly

remembered something. I saw Philip on the way here, but I don’t know if I should tell you this.”

She purposely hesitated, building the suspense. Wynn asked suspiciously, “What’s the matter with

you? What did you see?”

Yolanda looked around them and then pulled out her phone, saying, “First of all, I didn’t take this on

purpose. I just happened to stumble across him, okay? Try to stay calm.”

As she said that, Yolanda showed a doubtful Wynn the video she had just secretly taken. While she

played it, she even put on an act of indignation, saying, “Look, Wynn! You didn’t believe me, right? But

see, all men these days are like this. If you don’t watch him, he’ll be playing around everywhere. Look

at Philip! The girl is barely twenty, and he even got into her car so casually. How shameless!”

She added, “Who knows where they’ve gone. If you ask me, though, that’s the direction of the Hilton

Hotel…”

Yolanda just let her voice trail off there.

Wynn was extremely shocked and furious to see the contents of that video!

She trusted Philip, of course, but it was only natural that she would be angry to see something like that!

The main problem was that the girl in the video was very pretty and had a great body. She even

hugged Philip’s arm and pulled him into the car.

Despite her anger, however…

Wynn did not let her fury show. She kept her expression calm as she said, “Oh, that’s my relative’s kid.

She has to meet Philip for something. I knew about it.”

This time, it was Yolanda who panicked instead.

“You knew about it? No way.” Yolanda did not believe that Wynn knew, so she guessed that the latter

was telling a bald-faced lie.

Even so, she could not see any rage or panic on Wynn’s face.

Even after they parted, Yolanda still had her arms crossed in front of her chest. Watching Wynn’s back

as she left, Yolanda muttered to herself, “Did I guess wrongly?”

Whatever, forget about it. Getting the money was more important.

If possible, she wanted to invite Sugar Daddy out tonight.

Wynn left the bank without even checking the account balance.

She was furious!

Once she got into her car, she gave Philip a call and demanded fiercely, “Where are you, Philip?’

At the time, Philip had been dragged by Melody to the Dragonstone Mountain racing track. It was a

very vast and high-class track.

Even Philip had not known that Riverdale had a place like this.

“I’m busy outside, Wynn. What’s the matter?” Philip walked aside, carrying the princess doll in one

hand.

“Who are you with?” Wynn huffed.

“No one. Just some friends.” Philip turned around and glanced at Melody and the others. They were all

looking at him strangely.

“Is that so?”

Smack!

Wynn simply hung up, leaving Philip on the back foot.

What… just happened?

Did all women throw tantrums at will like that?

“Hey, Clarke, are you f*cking done with that call? You chickening out?”

In the distance, Frederick was laughing at Philip, his contempt written clearly across his face.

“Haha, looks like he doesn’t even know where he is right now. Must be getting cold feet.” Another girl

was leaning against a red Mustang, chewing gum as she jeered.

The others exchanged a look and burst out laughing, tossing insults at Philip.

Melody did not say anything either. When she saw Philip approaching, she finally walked up to him, her

expression cold. She grabbed his phone and said icily, “We’re playing today. Don’t worry about

anything else.”

Philip looked helpless. They dragged him here, so what did they want to ‘play’?