Chapter 8

Yorick stormed into the car, his face a mask of fury.

Orion caught a glimpse of him through the rearview mirror, "So, did Ms. Quinn cool down yet?"

Clearly, to everyone, Stella was just throwing a tantrum, pushing Yorick to send Ursula packing once again. Yorick massaged his temples, clearly agitated, "Cool down? As if it's that easy."

Orion couldn't help but agree silently.

Ursula's sudden return had taken everyone by surprise, with no one bothering to inform her in advance.

"Is she serious about calling off the wedding?"

Yorick went silent.

Serious?

Remembering moments when they were together during these two years, Yorick let out a bitter laugh, "What do you think?"

He didn't believe at all she could really let go.

Orion thought, "Seems unlikely."

out. Besides, she had invested a lot

was merely acting out, although she might have

...

At the Silk-River Residences.

stared at the pile of items before her, her head throbbing at

foreboding feeling: a storm was

trying

opted for a bath instead, and just as she

"Who is it?"

of opening the door,

"It's me, open

a chic cocktail dress, radiating elegance with a string of pearls around her neck. Her makeup was impeccable, but her expression was stern. Cloudia walked straight in and seated herself on the sofa, her gaze fixed

door, drying her

Stella's casual demeanor only

you trying to do? I told you, Ursula wasn't behind it. But

Portis City to talk about how my foster daughter, after

her

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