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!"

stressing out while you're pregnant. And remember, Max helped you before. Now, you're upset because 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 reason with

to a bar!" Yvette snapped, her mood dark. The only thing she could think of to make her feel better was going to

bar. No way," Isabel answered,

I'll just have a juice and sit at the bar for a bit, Yvette pleaded, her voice

is too much. You need calm. Quiet. Especially now, Isabel countered,

for a moment. Yvette's voice, when it returned,

same person who used to

But just for a little while. And after this, no more.

she didn't go, Yvette would just head there on her own. At least if she went with her, she could keep

arrived at the bar first, settling herself at the counter. She ordered a juice, the cool glass a small comfort in her hands. The music blared in the background, and she watched the crowd moving on the dance floor. Slowly, the weight on her chest started to lift. She rested her hand gently on her stomach. "Hang in there, little ones. Just a little while longer. This is the last time

settle into the moment, a well-dressed woman appeared

right?" Rachel looked her up and down, her eyes full

her eyes. "Who are you? What do you want? I don't know

gave back whatever she got. If someone was friendly, she was friendly. If they were rude, she had

a

rude and trashy, I guess

Rachel wasn't mad at

was her enemy, so

The one calling

say?" Rachel's face

"I don't even know you, but you come

had never backed down from a fight, always keeping her cool, never needing to throw

sputtered, too angry to

standing beside Rachel pulled on her arm. "Rachel, don't waste your breath. Just throw money

nodded, pulling out a card. "Here.

Yvette's parents were just regular folks, earning barely 1,500 a month together. If they went without spending for a year, they might manage to save a little over a fifteen grand. So, Rachel

Yvette asked,

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

thousand. For most families, this would be

Yvette

grip tight. Without a second thought, she tossed it at *Rachel's chest. "You know, my parents

You think all poor people are just eager for