After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 166 Take Advantage

Chapter 166 Take Advantage

"No!" Yvette's voice cracked as she fumed, struggling to get the words out.

"No?" Isabel asked, narrowing her eyes. "Then what happened?"

Yvette let out an exasperated breath. "You don't get it! Max-he actually hugged me from behind, right in front of my parents, and-did stuff to me!" She was almost shouting now. Isabel blinked. "He hugged you from behind and did ... what exactly?"

She couldn't help the images that flashed through her mind.

Isabel was confused about whether to laugh or be concerned, as Yvette seemed to be talking about something serious.

"He kissed me! On the ear! Can you believe that?!" Yvette threw her pillow down in frustration.

"Wait, so just the ear?" Isabel asked, a little puzzled, feeling a bit awkward. She'd expected something worse.

"Just the ear?" Yvette huffed. "That's crossing a line, Isabel! I could barely keep my cool!"

Just thinking about it filled her with righteous rage and embarrassment.

"Did you just let him do it?" Isabel asked, leaning in a little, curious.

"What was I supposed to do? My parents were right outside, watching us! If I pushed him away, they'd know something was up!"

Isabel nodded, realizing what was really going on. "Ah, so he was kind of helping you with the act."

"Helping? Not like that! He even put his hand on my stomach! I nearly had a heart attack. Then he had the nerve to say, I was getting fat!" Yvette's voice was full of disbelief. There was something she didn't tell Isabel. Max did not just touch her stomach. He also measured her chest.

"Huh, nearly a B cup," he said.

"You were definitely smaller."

She almost bit him.

Isabel chuckled, though she could hear the tension in Yvette's voice. "Okay, okay, just breathe. You're a mom now. You can't be letting stuff like this get to you And if you do, well, I'll have to have a little talk with you about my goddaughters!" "Isabel!"

of what happened? Let it go. Why don't we go somewhere quiet and talk? You need to unwind." Isabel's voice was calm, trying to

The only thing she could think of to make her feel better was going to a

going to a bar. No way," Isabel

I promise. I'll just have a juice and sit at the bar

calm. Quiet. Especially now, Isabel countered, still trying to steer her

silent for a moment. Yvette's

same person who used to care about

sighed deeply, rubbing her temples. "Fine. But just for a little

there on her own. At least if she went with her, she could keep

moving on the dance floor. Slowly, the weight on her chest started to lift. She rested her

settle into the moment, a well-dressed woman

her up and down, her

are you? What

of person who gave back whatever she got. If someone was friendly, she was friendly. If they were rude, she had no

gave her a look full of

attracts like. If Isabel's rude and trashy, I guess it makes sense she'd be friends with

wasn't mad at her. She was mad at

Isabel was her

one calling others trashy is usually the worst

just say?" Rachel's face turned red with

ears?" Yvette shot back. "I don't even know you, but you come at me like this.

always keeping her cool, never needing to throw out cheap

too

standing beside Rachel pulled on her arm. "Rachel, don't waste your breath. Just throw money at her. She'll shut up, and maybe she'll even

pulling out a card. "Here. There's 75,000

homework. Yvette's parents were just regular folks, earning barely 1,500 a month together. If they went without spending for a year, they might

Yvette asked,

card," Rachel said, holding it out with a smirk. "You take it. You don't have to do anything except cut ties with Isabel. Tell Xan that Isabel's a manipulator. She only waited at the city hall to set him up. Everything was part of her plan. Do that, and I'll give you another 75 grand." Rachel smiled, sure Yvette would take the

and fifty thousand. For most families, this would

sure Yvette would take

card from Rachel's hand, her grip tight. Without a second thought, she tossed it at *Rachel's chest. "You know, my parents always said that being poor isn't the worst thing,

all poor people are just eager for money? You don't know a