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Yolanda crumpled the paper in her hand and threw it into the nearby trash bin.
“Is the opening ceremony over?”
“Mm.”
“Let's go, I'll take you back.”
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She was starting the shoot tomorrow, and he would get very busy. Simone was great at inspiring actors’ potential
and would definitely guide his acting well.
lan sat in the front passenger seat, wearing a black shirt today. The buttons on his shirt caught the light,
flickering on and off.
Neither of them spoke; the car was silent.
After Vivian received Charles's call, she raised her hand to rub her temples just as her uncle entered the room.
She apologized sincerely to Charles, “My uncle was just joking. Because of that slap incident, he doesn’t really
like Yolanda, so he acted that way. Sorry for causing trouble for Mrs. Sinclair.”
She said this while looking at the man standing by the bedside.
She raised a finger to her lips, then smiled at the phone, “Yeah, you know my uncle always takes my side. This
matter is over now. Alright, you go ahead and take care of things over there.”
After hanging up, she sighed with helplessness, “Uncle, no matter how little favor Yolanda has, she’s still Mrs.
Sinclair. How can you... Ah, never mind. | know you're used to being straightforward back in Raventon.”
The man sat down and poured her a glass of water. “I'm interested in Yolanda. | want to mess with her.”
Vivian smiled faintly, “That's fine, but take it slow. Lily just passed away, and Yolanda had a pretty good
relationship with her. Right now, that guy at the Lawson residence is rushing to promote his mistress, taking
advantage of Lily’s death. You can start working on that angle. The guy is blinded by lust have him go after
Yolanda. Once he succeeds, make him treat her like he did Lily, by leaking her photos. If Yolanda disappears after
that, people will only think she was too ashamed and brokenhearted. You can take her wherever you want.”
This tactic is to kill with a borrowed knife; otherwise, if anything happens to Yolanda, Charles would definitely
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsuspect Dominic.
Dominic should never have handed over that hotel key card, it only alerted suspicion.
She closed her eyes and made a call, asking the Andrade manor to facilitate Charles's flight route.
“Vivian, do you really like Charles?”
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Vivian nodded, a smile appearing at the corner of her lips. “Yes, but Charles is a cold man. He can flirt with
anyone he fancies but no one ever truly captures his heart.”
“Isn't it said that he likes that Joelle Monroe, syoung star?”
“Joelle Monroe, yes.”
Vivian's expression darkened. Knowing Charles well, she understood that he was inherently a very detached
man. His willingness to marry Yolanda shows he cares most about power in his hands.
He observes women’s feelings for him with a cold, amused detachment until those feelings fade.
He and his father Dylan are alike. Years ago, Dylan also married a woman he didn’t love for power.
If she wants Charles to go crazy for her, she must first make him realize her worth.
The conflict in the Sinclair manor is intense; his uncles are no pushovers.
Besides, his relationship with his own father seems rather distant.
“Yolanda...”
“Uncle, if you want Yolanda, just do as | say. The rules in Beloris are different from where you are. You have to
endure a bit. Once I'm healthy, Ill personally treat you and make up for it.”
Dominic raised his hand and patted her shoulder, “No need to talk about enduring-once Yolanda is in hand, I'll
take her to Raventon, where she'll suffer so much it's worse than death. That'll be my way of avenging you.”
“Then thank you in advance, Uncle. When you get tired of her, remember to give her to someone else.”
“Hahaha, alright, alright. | have plenty of tricks when dealing with women.”
During the conversation, neither of them held much regard for Yolanda.
In the middle of the night, Vivian woke up and heard noises in her hospital room.
It sounded like footsteps.
She turned her head and saw a figure injecting something into her IV bag.
She abruptly knocked over the IV stand and pulled the needle out of the back of her hand.
The bodyguard who had been napping outside heard the noise and rushed in, “Ms. Andrade!”
Vivian's face darkened as she looked at the limping Dominic being restrained by the bodyguard.
She had dealt with too many people to remember who this was. “Keep him secure and find out who sent him.”
Michael Finnian felt desperate. He had barely fooled the bodyguard at the door, but Vivian was so alert. Just a
little noise and she was already awake.
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His face flushed with anger, “No one sent me! Vivian, don’t you remember me? You bitch! I'm going to kill you!”
Vivian, now a company president, only got confused when it cto Charles. She waved her hand, “Take him
away and hand him over to my Uncle Grady. Interrogate him thoroughly.”
She wanted to see who was really behind this scheme.
Michael Finnian’s face instantly turned pale. Under Dominic’s control, life would be worse than death.
He crashed into the nearby wall, forehead bleeding profusely.
Vivian laughed, as if watching a grasshopper struggle desperately, “Looks like you're aware of my uncle’s
methods. Yet you still dare to mess with me. If you tellwho's behind guiding you, | won't hold it against you.”
No sooner had she spoken than Michael Finnian suddenly drew a hidden dagger and stabbed directly at her.
He is Dominic, and that strike exploded forth with incredible speed.
She barely avoided it, but the dagger grazed her shoulder, and her face immediately turned pale.
The nearby Jasper Clark was so terrified he kicked Michael Finnian away; Michael spat out blood and wiped his
neck with the dagger.
Vivian was already weak, and the stab nearly made her pass out.
What made it worse was that the moment Michael Finnian collapsed, the media swarmed in like a pack.
Without any guards outside, the reporters just barged right in.
With a corpse lying on the floor, the reporters started live broadcasting.
Vivian's face turned deathly pale, and she spat out a mouthful of blood in anger.
“Who allowed you to cin?!”
Her ferocious expression was broadcast through the screen, reflecting in the eyes of thousands.
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