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Yolanda called Charles, and when it came to Megan, he didn’t have much to say–after all, it was Renee who beat Megan until she lost her baby.

He figured Yolanda was in the dark about all that, so he agreed to help.

Megan got her divorce papers that afternoon and excitedly dragged Yolanda out to celebrate.

Yolanda knew Megan was strapped for cash–Greg had maxed out her credit cards, and even though they were paid off, Megan didn’t have much left.

“Megan, let me treat you,” Yolanda said.

Megan didn’t hesitate. “Where’s the most expensive restaurant in Beloris?”

Yolanda chuckled and made a reservation that night.

Just as they were about to head out that evening, Yolanda got a call from Ian, saying he wanted to join them for dinner.

Yolanda’s nerves instantly kicked in–Ian had been here once before, and barely touched his food back then. The memory of him dropping to his knees as soon as the door closed still lingered in her mind.

She took a deep breath and sent him the address.

As soon as Yolanda and Megan stepped into the vintage–themed lobby, they unexpectedly ran into Leo.

Leo was trailing behind Xavier, looking completely bored, while a girl beside him kept talking nonstop, trying to get his attention.

He didn’t respond at all, just kept his head down, wrapped up in whatever he was thinking.

Xavier was the first to spot Yolanda, giving her a slight nod. “Yolanda, you here for dinner too?”

Leo’s eyelashes flickered as he slowly raised his head to glance in her direction.

She looked gorgeous tonight–her hair was braided and draped elegantly over one shoulder, tied with a soft cherry–colored ribbon. Even her outfit followed the same rosy color palette, radiant yet gentle. With pale lipstick and ruby stud earrings, her delicate features stood out even more.

Yolanda didn’t dare glance too long in their direction, worried Leo might freak out again.

The girl beside Leo, who clearly had no idea who Yolanda was, couldn’t resist asking, “Who’s she?”

Leo yanked his gaze away, lips pressed tight, the corners of his eyes tinged red as he struggled, gritting his teeth, “A… a…”

He just couldn’t say it.

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‘Wow, Yolanda really looks stunning tonight, Leo thought to himself, unable to tear his eyes away for a

moment.

Megan into their private booth, settled her down,

her to choose from.

to go over a few little details about Sophie’s

sound of a hostess greeting someone in the background. Wait,

restaurant too?

which room are

here too?” he

I just put in our order–it’ll take about twenty minutes

in the lobby lounge on the

hotel, with a beautifully landscaped courtyard that made for a quiet. private

made

no clue about the law–she still thinks she’s gonna walk free. The cops posted everything online today, so now you’ve got way more people taking your side. I just gotta know, end

would decide how hard he should go with the evidence–if he threw it all on the table,

young. Maybe Yolanda would feel

mind and he frowned just a bit.

eyes drifting toward the decorative rock garden and the water quietly flowing by. “I’ve given her

her mouth off, Yolanda didn’t

things just kept escalating, and her last livestream unleashed a wave of cyberbullying that blew up big

not the type to go easy on people like

Even if Yolanda let her go this time, she’d just see it as

wouldn’t see it as

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to be unleashed on society to stir

and gave a polite nod. “She made about fourteen million–I’ll make sure every cent ends up in your hands, as

You can hold onto the money. Like I

paused for a few seconds, surprised, then quickly nodded.

should head back

about to nod, the lounge door was flung open–Stella

this was just business?

stared, totally speechless–this lounge was a special part of the restaurant, connected to a gorgeous courtyard full of lights and scenery. Since when was this supposed to be some sketchy ‘place you can’t be seen

brow knit together. “Stella, I’ve told you before–Yolanda is

women, so don’t try those little games on me. I’ve heard all about your marriage drama–things are a mess. You’re just

tone dropped, his expression turning cold. “Apologize to

went red as she stamped her foot. “I’m not apologizing! She’s nothing but a man–stealer–always trying to hook up with someone else’s boyfriend! I’m not letting

that, she ran

for a few seconds before saying quietly, “Sorry about

and asked, “How old is

“Twenty–three.”

grown–up. Does an adult really need someone else to apologize on her behalf when

do my best to get her to apologize. Hope