“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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these people and reap the benefits, or get

saw her as someone easy to take advantage of. But Yolanda was about to prove to them

pulled up her

youngest son, had never really left much of an impression on Yolanda. Ever since she was brought into the Grant family at age ten, she’d been forced to attend

seem close 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

ladies. And nobody would ever pin it on Andrew.

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

after Charles, the only one who caught her eye. Other men simply didn’t exist in

she married Charles, Andrew did something rare–he came over and raised a glass, actually calling. her

say that, it always freaked Yolanda out just a

was, he got mixed up in some

in the Sinclair family that Charles truly

much, all it took was one word from him a few years back–and

on Charles since he was a kid, and Charles definitely knew how to handle

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

are you coming

nerves hit–she unsent the message within seconds and

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piss Charles off in no time, it had to be Andrew. Why? Because Andrew had slept with Joelle Monroe Maybe it was an accident, but for Charles, that was a line nobody should ever

Andrew was downright

Yolanda’s first message

she planning to be like Joelle–already got her mind stuck on me and hoping I’ll let

he saw Andrew’s message. Without

you just message Andrew?”

send it to you. I pressed the wrong chat by

screenshot of her chat window and sent it to

of Charles whispering over the phone. All those times Andrew nearly got killed, every hitman lurking for him overseas? Every single one was sent

then he was damn sure going

to the world that he’d slept with Joelle? Simple: he was crazy about her, obsessively,

Charles back into the ring, hell–bent on letting chaos reign in the Sinclair

in the thick of the chaos could she snatch

after

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

ever since Joelle came

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