Yelena halted her step and snapped her head back to glare at Cordelia.
“Whether you believe it or not, I don’t know this Yale Hamerton,” Cordelia said flatly. “Whoever he is and whatever power he has, these have nothing to do with me.
“I have a husband, and I love him very much. My life goal has never been to marry the rich!”
Yelena frowned and doubted the truth in what she said. Were there people who did not like affluence and luxury in this world? There were people who did not want to marry the rich?
She suddenly felt disturbed when she saw Cordelia’s calm and firm gaze.
“Hah, how nice!” Yelena retorted stubbornly, “You’re just jealous!”
Cordelia chuckled. Yelena said that she was talking to a brick wall when she mocked that she did not know big international names, but she also felt like she was talking to a brick wall now.
Their definitions of happiness were different, and their values were like heaven and earth. Naturally, they were unable to see eye to eye.
“You can think whatever you want. I don’t mind.” Cordelia smiled and left easily.
Yelena stomped her foot in anger. She had wanted to see Cordelia being angry and resentful that she had even thought of how she was going to pour fuel into the fire when Cordelia was fuming. It was unexpected that her attacks were futile!
The opportunity she prized was worth nothing to Cordelia!
Joanne consoled her, “Alright, alright. Don’t be angry now. That b*tch says something and thinks something else. Don’t be bothered!”
Yelena was going to say more when someone from the Hamertons came over and bowed respectfully.
The car that came to pick her up was a Rolls-Royce. She would take a private jet where the whole flight serviced her and only her.
Joanne held her hand and said with a wide grin, “My dear, see how much Mr. Yale dotes on you. You’ve got to seize this chance and take him!”
“Mm, don’t worry, mom!”
“When you marry into the Hamertons, I won’t have to worry about the rest of my life!”
Zennie nodded like a pecking chicken.
As dusk melted into night, the small lamps lit up the place. The girls sat on the porch watching movies with fried chicken and beer, carefree and happy.
“Oh.” Cordelia suddenly thought about it. “Zennie, I have a question… Who’s Yale Hamerton? Someone from your family?”
Zennie almost choked on a chicken bone.
“Cordelia, why are you asking this?” She was a little anxious.
“It’s nothing. I just got an invitation out of the blue… Hah, but Yelena went in my place.”
Zennie froze, not knowing what her cousin wanted to do. From her understanding, Yale would never make it something good.
It was good that her sister-in-law was not going. Zephyr did not have to worry then!
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