The sudden tension in Shannon's body didn't escape Bailey's notice.
Sneaking a curious glance, she saw the former staring intently at Micah.
To be precise, it was the lady beside Micah whom her attention was focused on.
Does Shannon know her? From the look in her eyes, it's clear that they have an irreconcilable grudge against each other.
Yvette released Micah's arm before taking a step forward unabashedly and smiling. “I didn't expect to run into you here, Shannon. Where have you been all these years?”
She reached out to grab Shannon's arm.
Shannon's eyes glistened, and she avoided it by reflex.
Bailey was one step ahead as she stood in front of Shannon to shield her, a sharp glint in her eyes.
She was trying to grab Shannon's left hand, which obviously isn't there. Evidently, she's trying to rub salt into her wounds on purpose.
“I'm sorry, but my friend isn't comfortable interacting with strangers, so please step back.”
Feeling awkward, Yvette said, “Shannon and I go way back. When we were in Tarragon, we would always talk to each other about everything under the sun. There's no way she would see me as a stranger.”
Bailey continued to stare at Yvette coldly. She could feel Shannon trembling all over when she reached out behind her to hold the latter's arm.
Indeed, there's something really fishy going on with this woman.
“What has happened in the past has no bearing on the present. I have already given you a fair warning. If you refuse to take a step back, don't blame me for being rude.”
Yvette's face clouded over. She was about to retort when Micah pulled her back.
“Go to the VIP area and wait for me there. I have something to speak to them about.”
Just as Yvette wanted to protest, Shannon preempted her. “Bay, I don't feel like staying here. Let's go.”
Sensing Shannon's turbulent emotions, Bailey led her to the elevator despite the burning questions she had.
The moment both of them walked past Micah, he wanted to grab Shannon's hand to explain himself.
However, her right hand was being held by Bailey.
Upon settling Shannon down on the couch, she poured a glass of warm water for her. “Drink this to calm yourself down, and then we can talk. Take your time.”
After taking the glass from Bailey, Shannon took a few sips and began her story. “Her name is Yvette Sullivan, daughter of the former head of Tarragon, Leo Sullivan. She grew up together with me, Holden, and Micah. As the de facto “princess,” she ended up being spoilt. When I subsequently fell in love with Micah, a twist of fate led her to develop feelings for him too.”
Shannon's story gave Bailey an epiphany.
“Back when you were framed for stealing Tarragon's secrets, was Yvette behind it? As for Eugene... Remember when you overheard the attackers mention that it was Micah who sent them? Could it have been Yvette too?”
Shannon pursed her lips. She didn't know how to explain it all.
Even though she was just speculating, she knew in her gut that it was true.
Deep down, there was a voice constantly telling her that Yvette was responsible for the calamities in her life.
Sensing her concerns, Bailey gave her a hug. “It's all right. All that matters is that we now have a lead to investigate. If I find out that she's the one who did this to you, I'll definitely make her pay.”
Shannon shook her head and gripped Bailey's arm as she warned, “Bay, don't get yourself involved. Even though her father is dead, she's still protected by plenty of his loyal followers. You'll get yourself in big trouble if you offend Tarragon for my sake.”
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