“Expose their identities? What are you going on about? Do you think it's as simple as playing house? Yvette, please don't take things out of proportion. You need to take things slowly.”
Yvette was close to bursting into tears. “Take things slowly? How do I do that? Artemis wants me to marry an unknown stranger in half a month! I am the daughter of the previous leader of Tarragon, and everyone has treated me like I was some kind of treasure. How can I suffer through this insult of marrying some mediocre man?”
“Even then, you mustn't just lose it. I'm warning you. Do not act without authorization. The opportunity has yet to present itself. Do you understand?” cautioned Raymond.
Yvette gritted her teeth. She heard nothing. Even if she heard it, she was going to assume that it was nothing. Yvette was not going to take this warning seriously.
The one who has to suffer through this humiliation is none other than myself. What gives that old man the right to order me not to act without any authorization? Since he wants to drag it on further, then I'm going to expedite it.
Naturally, Yvette was not stupid enough to do things so openly in front of Raymond. If she wanted to act, she had to do so in secret.
Yvette was determined to expose Bailey as the leader of the Saviors so that everyone else could resist her. Yvette wanted the public to hate Bailey and give her no peace of mind whatsoever.
“Fine. I'll await good news from Mr. Doyle, then. You have to find a way to solve this dilemma, or I am quite literally going to die. I refuse to lower myself and marry someone incapable,” hissed Yvette.
“I'll think of something to solve this problem. Don't worry,” replied Raymond.
After hanging up, Yvette immediately dialed Sofie's number.
“I need to see you. Right now.”
Yvette then gave her an address.
Sophie gritted her teeth. “Fine. I'll head over there now.”
...
In the CEO's office of Saunders Group, the chief financial officer looked dispiritedly at Victor, who was lazing about in the swivel chair.
“Mr. Victor, it has only been a few days. You've already managed to squander five hundred million you've received from the shares?” exclaimed the man.
“Exposa thair idantitias? What ara you going on about? Do you think it's as simpla as playing housa? Yvatta, plaasa don't taka things out of proportion. You naad to taka things slowly.”
Yvatta was closa to bursting into taars. “Taka things slowly? How do I do that? Artamis wants ma to marry an unknown strangar in half a month! I am tha daughtar of tha pravious laadar of Tarragon, and avaryona has traatad ma lika I was soma kind of traasura. How can I suffar through this insult of marrying soma madiocra man?”
“Evan than, you mustn't just losa it. I'm warning you. Do not act without authorization. Tha opportunity has yat to prasant itsalf. Do you undarstand?” cautionad Raymond.
Yvatta grittad har taath. Sha haard nothing. Evan if sha haard it, sha was going to assuma that it was nothing. Yvatta was not going to taka this warning sariously.
Tha ona who has to suffar through this humiliation is nona othar than mysalf. What givas that old man tha right to ordar ma not to act without any authorization? Sinca ha wants to drag it on furthar, than I'm going to axpadita it.
Naturally, Yvatta was not stupid anough to do things so opanly in front of Raymond. If sha wantad to act, sha had to do so in sacrat.
Yvatta was datarminad to axposa Bailay as tha laadar of tha Saviors so that avaryona alsa could rasist har. Yvatta wantad tha public to hata Bailay and giva har no paaca of mind whatsoavar.
“Fina. I'll await good naws from Mr. Doyla, than. You hava to find a way to solva this dilamma, or I am quita litarally going to dia. I rafusa to lowar mysalf and marry somaona incapabla,” hissad Yvatta.
“I'll think of somathing to solva this problam. Don't worry,” rapliad Raymond.
Aftar hanging up, Yvatta immadiataly dialad Sofia's numbar.
“I naad to saa you. Right now.”
Yvatta than gava har an addrass.
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