Marcus paused and followed her gaze.
Yelena had come to the same boutique somehow and was watching the two of them mockingly, occasionally scoffing.
Cordelia tugged Marcus to leave, but Yelena was faster in blocking their way.
“Oh, what a coincidence!” Yelena snorted. “Looks like you are having a good time at work. Gotten a promotion and a raise? That you could take my dear brother-in-law to a luxury boutique like this for shopping!
“Oh yeah, does the new place feel great to live in? Hah, please, have a good time living there. Dad spent a lot of effort picking it out!”
Cordelia could recognize the sarcasm in her words. When she looked up at Yelena, the hatred in the latter’s eyes was like she wanted to rip her apart.
“Yeah, Mr. Father-in-law is pretty nice to us.” Marcus smiled and put Cordelia behind him. “Not only did he choose a good place, but the property deed also has Cordelia’s name! As for someone else, she probably has to look for a new place as her studio. One can’t possibly carry the charge of intruding on private property at this young age, right?”
“You—” Yelena glared at him.
Marcus looked indifferent, completely disregarding her.
“Don’t feel too triumphant!” Yelena gritted her teeth. “It’s just a cheap house! Consider it charity from the Jenners to shoo beggars away!”
“It’d be best if Ms. Jenner thought that!”
Marcus was disdainful of getting petty with her. He was going to leave with an arm around Cordelia’s shoulders when he heard Yelena yell, “Cordelia, stop right there!”
Cordelia turned around and looked at her after taking a deep breath.
“I've been negotiating a project with your company recently.”
Cordelia’s expression took a change.
Yelena smiled and continued. “I’m on the guest list for your company event this weekend. Don’t be awkward when we meet then!”
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