“You—”
Cordelia took a step forward, “Sister, we’re the Jenners. We’re from the same family. We’re together in weal and woe. You being humiliated would mean that dad is also humiliated. If you want to throw a tantrum at me in the future, do it somewhere that’s just us. You can do whatever you want to me. But never humiliate dad in public!”
Yelena turned pale. She stared right at her.
Cordelia’s every word struck the crucial points. No matter how dumb Yelena was, she dared not lash out at the moment.
“Hah, I never thought you pretended to be carefree before, yet you’re brutal when you fight!”
Cordelia looked cold as she enunciated each word. “I just want to be at peace with you.”
Yelena turned around and left after a scoff.
Watching her leave, Cordelia accidentally peeped at William’s pleased face.
She suddenly felt a little sad.
In reality, Cordelia and Yelena were just chess pieces that were played. What was the meaning of winning?
She said softly, “Dad, I’m going back to the office.”
“Sure.” He smiled. “I’m right about you, Cordelia! Do well, and you’ll definitely have a share of the Jenner Group in the future.”
Cordelia smiled, but she looked like she did not care. However, there was more resentment toward William now.
She was moody when she returned home at night.
Zephyr was cleaning the floor while humming to a tune. He showed a big smile when he saw her home.
“How well did I do, wifey?”
He showed her the fruit of his labor throughout the entire afternoon.
Cordelia looked around—she was in a pickle.
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