Dennis gazed at his favorite daughter, filled with disappointment. She had been so desperate to marry Zachary,
but what she got in return was nothing but heartbreak and loss. She was manipulated and brought shto the
Smith family. Staring at Nellie with cold eyes, he asked. “Has Zachary discovered what happened to Lilian back
then?”
Achill raced up Nellie’s spine, her body rigid. The memories of what she had witnessed years ago surged into her
mind, and she felt a lump in her throat. It took her a moment to regain her composure. “Don’t worry, Dad,
Zachary isn’t aware that you sent Lilian to that individual for experiments. | swear.”
Only after hearing Nellie’s confident assurance did Dennis withdraw his cold gaze.
Nellie dared not think about the past. She changed the subject, her voice trembling as she asked, “Dad, Robert
publicly called off the engagement last night. I'm afraid the Carter family won't easily agree to allow Winona to
marry into their
family
Dennis let out a cold laugh, his exssion inscrutable. “The Carter family isn’t in a position to let a good-for-nothing
like Robert make decisions. Claude is still alive and kicking. Trust me, Winona will beca Carter.”
Dennis’ words finally made Nellie feel relieved. If her dad said Winona could marry into the Carter family, he
must have. sleverage, otherwise, he wouldn't make such a bold claim. “Dad, Zachary has deceivedfor
so many years. | can’t swallow this insult.”
Dennis's eyes turned vicious. The divorce agreement Zachary had sent yesterday, along with proof of the deeds
Nellie had done, was a blatant provocation. Now that the two families were no longer related, he was eager to
see how the Chambers family would resist him. Dennis comforted Nellie, “Starting tomorrow, the Smith family
will launch a full-scale attack on the Chambers family. Does Zachary think his family of today is as powerful as
before? Overconfident. Within a month. I'll make sure he’s left with nothing.”
Nellie still had sconcerns about Yvette. Cyanbird was no ordinary painter. She said, “Dad, Yvette is
Cyanbird? You...”
Dennis didn’t take Yvette seriously. That she was a genius painter known internationally didn’t pose a threat to
him because the business world was complicated. He didn’t think a painter could possibly have to go against the
Smith family. It was similar to attempting to engage in combat with an obvious result. “What can a brat stir up?
What does a painter know about business? There's nothing to worry about. You haven't grown a bit since you
married Zachary
Nellie awkwardly fell silent, not daring to speak further.
In the dormitory of Argrol University, Yvette had just finished a call with Eagle King when she received a text
message from Jeremiah, asking if she wanted to have dinner together. Yvette pursed her lips, her extremely
beautiful face showing a faint expression, and her upturned eyebrows revealed her pretty good mood at the
moment.
Her slender, fair fingers quickly typed “Sure” and sent it.
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Yvette chuckled softly, gently stroking her phone with her fingertips. She had never liked to dawdle, and it was
better to clear up sthings sooner rather than later.
When Yvette arrived, Jeremiah was standing at the entrance of the steakhouse, dressed in light casual wear, one
hand in his pockets with his head down, holding two cups of milkshake in his right hand. In front of him stood a
girl with a flushed face. talking animatedly. As Yvette approached, she caught Jeremiah’s indifferent voice saying,
“I have a girlfriend”
Yvette briefly paused before she walked to Jeremiah, lazily saying, I'm hungry.”
Jeremiah looked up and saw Yvette, his lips curled into a smile, and his usually aloof eyes filled with warmth,
captivating.
The girl, upon seeing Yvette, blushed even more and ran
away.
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Jeremiah turned his head and said, “Let's go.”
Yvette nodded. The two of them entered the steakhouse together, heading to the familiar private room; only this
tit was just the two of them.
Once inside, Yvette grabbed Jeremiah, pinning him against the wall. Two buttons on Jeremiah’s white shirt came
undone, revealing the clear outline of his collarbone. With a graceful demeanor, Jeremiah slightly lowered his
head as Yvette raised hers, her eyes shimmering with a strange glow. Her beautiful, slender fingers gently
caressed Jeremiah’s Adam's apple. Jeremiah’s body tensed instantly, and he swallowed involuntarily, thinking to
himself where she had learned such a move. It was incredibly alluring, Jeremiah’s voice was tinged with a slight
intoxication when he asked. “What's up?”
Yvette didn’t respond but stared at him, motionless. After a while, Yvette withdrew her hand, turned around, and
sat on the chair, feeling her pulse. She wasn't ill.
Jeremiah was puzzled, not knowing what she was up to. A joy welled up inside him. “Why are you doing
this?”
Yvette leaned lazily against the thing, and now I'm sure.”
and glanced up with an arrogant look, her eyes bright and cold. “Just to confirm one
Jeremiah swallowed hard. “Sure of... what?”
Yvette raised her eyebrows, casually picked up a slice of meat, dropped it into the pot, and said indifferently. “Do
you want us to be together?”
For a brief moment, Jeremiah fixed his intense gaze on Yvette, narrowing his eyes just a little bit as a glint
flashed through his deep eyes. “Yes,” he said, and then added, “Forever.”
Yvette turned his face away. “Let’s have sfood.”
After driving Yvette to the dormitory building, Jeremiah drove back to his newly bought mansion.
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and Andrew felt a chill.
Jeremiah asked, “What's up?”
Andrew shook his head. “Jeremiah, | made a mess on the carpet He figured it was better to confess and hope for
leniency rather than resist and face the consequences.
Jeremiah smiled and nodded at Andrew nonchalantly. “Oh, just ask Emmett to have someone cover to clean
it up tomorrow. It’s late. Why aren’t you sleeping yet?”
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