After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 166

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!"

be 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

could think of to make her feel better was going to a bar. It was the only escape from the storm in

going to a bar. No way," Isabel answered,

once! I won't drink, I promise. I'll just have a juice and sit at the bar

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

went silent for a moment. Yvette's voice, when

the same person who used to

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

Yvette would just head there on her own. At

in the background, and she watched the crowd moving on the dance floor. Slowly, the

into the moment, a

looked her up and down,

eyes. "Who are you? What

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

her a look full

guess

mad at her. She was

Isabel was her

one

say?" Rachel's face turned red

your ears?" Yvette shot back. "I don't even know you,

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

sputtered, too angry to

arm. "Rachel, don't waste your breath. Just throw money at her. She'll shut up,

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

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 thought 75 grand was

this?" Yvette asked, eyeing

Tell Xan that Isabel's a manipulator. She only waited at the city hall to set him up.

For most families, this would be a

was sure Yvette would take

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, but losing

is. You think all poor people are just eager for money? You don't know

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