The Wife He Forgot to Marry (Winona and Yule) novel Chapter 338

The more Camille thought about it, the more panicked she felt. "Did you cover your tracks? Are you absolutely sure no one can trace this back to you? You were just named Riverton’s Entrepreneur of the Year. If this gets out, you're ruined!"

"Relax," Yulen dismissed. "Winona just fed me some toxic potatoes to vent her anger. She would never actually destroy my career. She loves me. I know she does."

Camille stared at him in stunned silence.

Even though she cared about her brother, his sheer arrogance was breathtaking.

Was he completely blind to the fact that Winona desperately wanted to escape him?

But playing therapist wasn't her priority right now.

"I'm going to the office. Rest up."

*

Back at the house, Winona was forced to listen to Nikita lecture her about Helena’s career choices again.

When Winona didn't offer a single word of agreement, Nikita snapped. "Whose side are you on? Mine or your aunt's?"

Winona sighed in exasperation. "Grandma, I agree with Aunt Helena. Greta will grow up, and eventually, she'll understand why her mother had to work."

"So you two are ganging up on me now? Fine. I wash my hands of it," Nikita huffed.

The doorbell rang.

Grateful for the interruption, Winona grabbed her crutches and went to answer it.

Camille Locke stood on the porch.

Assuming Camille was here to exact revenge for the potato incident, Winona’s expression went icy.

But when Nikita saw Camille, she practically rolled out the red carpet.

Given how well Yulen treated them, she felt obligated to fawn over the Locke family.

Camille stepped into the living room.

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