“Mr. Doyle, you’ve got no other options right now. You’ll just have to trust me, Yolanda said.

Frank had never been made to feel so powerless before–not even when facing Edward Sinclair. He took a deep breath, forcing down all the frustration inside him.

“Alright. I believe in your integrity, Ms. Grant. I’ll sign the transfer papers–just promise me you’ll let Eric go. When he’s released, I’ll make sure he’s sent abroad,” he said.

Yolanda’s lips curved into a faint smile as she pulled out the share transfer documents she’d prepared in advance.

Frank saw what she was doing and instantly knew she’d come ready for this. He almost spat blood in anger, his hand shaking as he gripped the

pen.

After signing his name, Frank gave Yolanda a long, heavy look.

“The CEO’s Wife I heard about never liked going out, had a terrible relationship with Mr. Sinclair, and was just a prop for a business union. You’re nothing like the rumors.”

“People change,” Yolanda replied simply.

She slipped the signed documents into her bag, turned on her heel, and got into the car. “I’ll convince Charles to let Eric go within a week.”

“Then I’ll leave it to you, Ms. Grant,” Frank replied.

Don’t make Yolanda your enemy, Frank told himself. ‘Whatever ace I have up my sleeve, it’s only good for keeping me alive.”

Once back in the car, Yolanda snapped a pic of the signed transfer papers and sent it to Jason.

[It’s done.]

Jason didn’t reply–not that she expected him to. He was probably still glued to his computer, lost in all that

data.

Getting Charles to let Eric Long go wouldn’t be easy. Yolanda knew she’d have to scheme step by step, no rushing allowed.

Plus, she couldn’t let her guard down around Edward Sinclair–who knew when he’d strike back out of nowhere?

Edward might be no big deal himself, but those two sons of his? They were the real sharks in the water, and anyone facing them had better tread carefully.

From the moment Edward Sinclair started targeting her, Yolanda was already tangled up in the Sinclair family’s power games. Escape was out of the question.

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people and reap the benefits, or get shattered

of. But Yolanda was about to prove to them all that her ambitions went far

her seat, Yolanda pulled up her chat

son, had never really left much of an impression on Yolanda. Ever since she was brought into the Grant family at age ten,

to him. But what set Andrew apart wasn’t just the isolation. He was the type to take pleasure in hurting small animals; there was a twisted, cruel streak in him that made Yolanda’s skin

society ladies. And nobody would ever

him being just an odd, silent kid. Before long, even the other children started avoiding him, whispering that he was bad news–the weird, creepy one you didn’t want to

to him; she was always trailing after Charles, the only one who caught her eye. Other men simply didn’t exist in her

did something rare–he came over

say that, it always freaked Yolanda out just a little

got mixed up in

there was anyone in the Sinclair family that Charles truly

from him a few years back–and Andrew got

kid, and Charles definitely knew how to handle things. So anyone who dared get on his nerves–including Richard Sinclair–were kicked out

Yolanda was back at Moonbay Estate, she sat for a while, eyelashes lowered, running every possibility through her mind before finally working up

are you

she sent it, nerves hit–she unsent the message within seconds and sent another instead. [Sorry,

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Joelle Monroe Maybe it

was downright

waste a second. He screenshotted Yolanda’s first message and sent it straight to

been gone for two years and your wife’s still this concerned about me? What, is she planning to be like Joelle–already got her mind stuck on

saw Andrew’s

Andrew?” he asked, his

send it to you.

screenshot of her chat window and sent it

found out by chance, catching a snippet of Charles whispering over the phone. All those times Andrew nearly got killed,

was damn sure going to make Charles suffer

he’d slept with Joelle? Simple: he was crazy about her, obsessively, secretly–his love was the kind that

in the Sinclair family. The messier things got, the easier it was for

thrived on turmoil–only in the thick of the chaos could

after

Andrew was more than just Joelle’s crazed fan–he was a bona fide stalker, the kind that gave anyone the

Joelle came

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