The Lord Mayor Falls in Love with Me novel Chapter 236

Yolanda said bluntly and coldly, “She’s my daughter. I can do whatever I want to her. Her father never cares for her. If I don’t care for her either, then she would be really pathetic.”

Sitting at the head of the breakfast table, George Charles finally couldn’t stand it, “Yolanda, it’s enough. Allen just didn’t come back home last night. A man certainly should put his career first. As his wife, you should make allowances for him. Don’t be so petty and unladylike.”

As an elder lecturing his daughter-in-law, George Charles was certainly not too critical, but Yolanda was too proud to accept the slightest hint of criticism. She suddenly stood up and said angrily, “Dad, I’m afraid you’re being too biased. Allen didn’t come back all night. It was he who was at fault, but now you’re blaming me. Don’t forget that it was your family who begged me to marry your son in the first place.”

George Charles’s face darkened in an instant when Yolanda mentioned how she had married Allen, “We begged you? How dare you even bring it up? Yolanda, you should know that you are still my daughter-in-law in the Charles family only because of your daughter Lillian. If your daughter were not too young to leave her mother, I would have kicked you out long ago. Don't push yourself in front of me, because now you’re in no position to do so. If you annoy me, I’ll ask Allen to divorce you at once!”

Yolanda trembled with anger at his words, but she knew he was right. She was now in no position to be arrogant as before, because her father Taylor, who had been her rock all these years, had died in a car accident a month ago and her family’s position in the military and political circles had plummeted. Thus she was no longer the daughter of a privileged family in his eyes.

“Fine, you’re good. I give up.”

She glared at him with gnashed teeth, kicked over the chair behind her, and stormed back into her room.

George Charles was about to lose his temper again when he found Yolanda kicking over the chair in his face, but Mrs. Charles stopped him with Lillian in her arms.

“That’s enough. Lillian’s here. You’ll frighten her if you make too much noise.”

Holding her granddaughter who was too frightened to cry aloud in her arms, Mrs. Charles tried to sooth the little girl gently.

“If she yells at me again, I’ll kick her out of the house for sure.”

He took a cold glance at Yolanda’s room and went on with his breakfast. Only it was a very unpleasant breakfast.