“Do you have any idea what my salary is for a single TV series? Or how much I make from one endorsement deal? A two-hundred-thousand-dollar monthly allowance? My company donates more than that to charity every month. How dare you even suggest such a thing, Mr. Hughes.”
“Oh, my apologies, I misspoke. It's not an allowance; it's for household expenses. Two hundred thousand a month would barely cover the Hughes family's living costs. So, marrying you means not only having children and taking care of your parents but also earning nothing. You're not looking for a wife, Mr. Hughes, you're looking for a free ride.”
Yvonne finished with a click of her tongue. “No wonder you're 32 and still single. You're not just an idiot; you're dangerously stupid. Who would dare marry you? What if your brain damage is genetic?”
Steven hadn't expected Yvonne's sharp tongue. He was left speechless, his face turning an ugly shade.
Having said her piece, Yvonne couldn't be bothered with him anymore and stood up to leave.
Just as she reached the door, Steven's sarcastic voice rang out again. “Yvonne, do you really think that just because Thomas has a crush on you, you'll become the next Mrs. Taylor? I'd advise you to tone down the arrogance and stop daydreaming. The Taylors would never accept you.”
Yvonne stopped and turned, giving him a cold look. “Mind your own business. Worry about yourself first, you over-the-hill bachelor.”
With that, Yvonne walked straight out of the dining room.
In the living room, Teresa and Jeffrey were still on the sofa.
“Mom, what were you thinking? Yvonne rarely comes home, and you set up a blind date for her without her permission!”
“You knew I'd lose it, yet you provoked me anyway. Have you forgotten what I'm capable of because it's been a while? This is your last warning. If you ever try to plot against me again, I'll beat up Jeffrey every single time. As long as your son can take it, feel free to keep trying.”
Yvonne was already fuming from being tricked into the blind date and listening to Steven's bizarre propositions. Seeing Jeffrey get back on his feet, she couldn't resist and sent another vicious kick his way.
Teresa was her biological mother, so she couldn't bring herself to lay a hand on her, but she had no such reservations about Jeffrey.
Jeffrey was kicked two meters away and collapsed on the floor, not getting up for a long moment. He didn't make a sound, likely out of guilt.

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