Chapter 94
Rebirth of the Wife in Despair by Tess Munoz
Chapter 94 If We End Up Having A Falling Out After the dance, Yvette accepted the coat brought by a servant and walked over to Jacqueline.
âMom.â
Jacqueline noticed a hint of unhappiness on her daughterâs face. She patted Yvetteâs hand, expressing concern. âWhatâs wrong?
Itâs your birthday today, and you donât seem happy. Iâve brought your favorite singer for you. Donât be upset, my little darling.
Mom will introduce. you to some gentlemen.â
Yvetteâs eyebrows furrowed again. âCan I not meet them? I want to hang out with my classmates. Itâs always the same old faces here. Every time we meet, itâs just questions upon questions. Iâm getting tired of it.â
Soft music played in the hall, and Yvette spoke in a low voice, audible only to Jacqueline.
âWell, youâll have to get used to this. Heirs and heiresses have to uphold habits appropriate to their status.â
As the hosts of the event, both mother and daughter couldnât avoid socializing. Yvette reluctantly followed Jacqueline to meet several business partners of the Friedman family, except for the uninvited Smith family.
âMom, is Jasper still refusing to come?â
Jacqueline experienced a twinge of heartache, yet she managed to curve the edges of her lips.
Jasper recently assumed control of Smith Corporation; heâs quite occupied. Please avoid disturbing him, Yvette. Iâve already extended an invitation, and when your brother finds a moment, heâll naturally join us.â
There was a time when she could at least catch a glimpse of him in that household, but now she didnât even have the privilege of setting eyes on him.
Even now, he refused to acknowledge her.
Eventually, Yvette approached the man.
Jacqueline closely examined the person before her. âI heard youâre the one who rescued Yvie?â
Eric, clad in a sleek black suit, stood tall with a sturdy and well-defined physique. In contrast to his usual demeanor, today he emitted a more subdued aura, a touch gentler. âIt was a simple effort.â
Jacqueline shifted her gaze to Yvetteâs side. âYvie, havenât you properly expressed your gratitude?â Her tone remained composed and courteous, but it carried a subtle sense of 1/4 detachment.
Individuals with such exceptional skills were rare. If he could be enlisted for her service, preventing incidents like the one with Yvette and ensuring her protection, Jacqueline would. feel more at ease.
Unfortunately, he worked for Will.
Individuals of his caliber were excessively unscrupulous, employing dark and cunning methods. No matter how adept he might be, she couldnât risk keeping him by her side.
A wolf raised by Will, even under new ownership, would forever remain untamed, a perpetual potential threat.
Willâs notorious past actions were widely recognized.
A dog that bites its owner... Will had committed such deeds on more than one occasion.
She looked down upon the Swans and bore even more distaste for him.
Yvette rolled her eyes at Eric dismissively. âIâve already expressed my gratitude; otherwise, I wouldnât have allowed him to come.
Hey, Mr. Snow, why did you bring her here? Whereâs Eileen? I sent her an invitation. Why didnât she come with you?â
Indeed, the Swan family, being of lower status, didnât qualify for such events.
Inviting him had already granted him enough respect.
Eric responded without a change in expression, âShe was delayed by something. Sheâll bet here a bit later.â
âOh, I see. Then give her a call to remind her. I have something good to give her.â
Eric nodded, âI will make sure to convey the message.â
Before long, Yvette intentionally led Jacqueline to a different location, leaving him stranded on the sidelines.
It was all because he had brought another female companion to irk her.
Vera, meanwhile, was entirely overlooked, not even given a passing glance.
To everyoneâs surprise, Eileen actually received an invitation personally handed to her by Yvette.
Arriving at the banquet venue, Eileen was notably late.
2/4 It was almost nine oâclock when she made it, and she wasnât certain if the event had concluded by then.
This time, the banquet took place at the Friedman familyâs mansion.
Eileen presented her invitation to the welcoming staff at the entrance, and they promptly ushered her inside. âIf youâre a friend of Ms. Friedman, just follow this path. Keep walking straight, and youâll find it at the end.â
Eileen graciously nodded. âThank you.â
The welcoming staff couldnât help but keep their gaze on Eileen. They had never encountered such a stunning young lady before, pondering which family she hailed from and why she hadnât attended earlier.
Adorned in a coat to ward off the cold, Eileen lifted her skirt as she followed the indicated direction.
Meanwhile, since Yvette had exchanged pleasantries with the guests in the main hall, she swiftly escaped to the pool party in the backyard.
This was her territory.
The majority of attendees were her classmates and a few close friends.
Sinking into a chair, Yvette felt thoroughly fatigued. She sprawled there, reluctant to move at all. âIâm so tired... I really donât understand why those lecherous old men bother with greetings. If it werenât for my mom, I wouldnât even bother.â
âWhy else? Isnât it because youâre the brilliant heiress, the future owner of the family fortune?â A guy in a flashy floral shirt sitting beside her chimed in, and it was none other than Charlie.
Yvette, grappling with a headache, exclaimed, âIâve said it before, why not just let Jasper handle all these properties, the company... everything! Depending on Jasper is better than being a big shot like me and ending up as drained as my mom, right?â
Charlie remarked, âThis is the first time Iâve heard someone complain about having too much money.â
Grabbing a glass of champagne from the side, Yvette took a sip and surveyed the surroundings. âHey, did you see her?â
Charlie asked, âSee who?â
Yvette wondered, âEileen! What if she didnât show up?â
J 3/4 Charlie widened his eyes. âYou invited her? Seriously, are you crazy? You actually invited her? All right, this marks the end of our friendship.â
Frowning, Yvette playfully hit Charlie. Iâm telling you, I wonât mind your affairs with Eileen anymore. If you dare speak ill of her in front of me in the future, donât blame me if we end up having a falling out.â
Charlie responded. âDo you know what kind of person Ms. Friedman is? Why would you befriend her? Do you have so few friends?â
âWhy does it matter to you? I like her...â
Just then, a servant hurried over and whispered something in Yvetteâs ear. Yvetteâs expression instantly changed, becoming tense and nervous. âIs it true? I need to go there right away!â
âBut Mr. Jasper and Mrs. Friedman have already gone into the study for what seems to be a business discussion. It might take some time.â
âNo problem, Iâll wait.â
As Yvette hurried away, Charlie called after her, âWhere are you rushing off to? Is there an emergency?â
Albert, dressed in a Blake suit, approached gracefully with a subtle smile. âStop staring; sheâs already gone.â
Charlie stubbornly replied, âWhoâs staring? Itâs not like sheâs a sight for sore eyes.â
Adjusting himself to a more relaxed position, he continued, âBy the way, whereâs Elm? Isnât he showing up for his sisterâs birthday?â
Albert shrugged. âHe arrived early, but who knows where he disappeared to.â
Charlie teased, âThat playboy probably slipped away somewhere for a secret rendezvous with another woman!â
Eileen found herself lost in the woods, and the more she walked, the more disoriented she became. The surroundings grew darker, making it challenging to see the path beneath her feet.
Suddenly, a stone came from behind, and with her slim three-inch high heels, Eileen stepped on it at just the wrong angle. She let out a scream and slipped into the bushes.
A figure appeared, slightly leaning forward, emitting a low, hearty, and somewhat mocking laughter. âIdiot...â
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