Facade of Love

Chapter 45 A Master of Manipulation

In the past, Idris‘ words would have stirred my emotions, but now, they only left me feeling numb.

I looked at him, a laugh escaping my l*ps, but I did not feel like speaking anymore.

The autumn sun was inviting, shining upon the Young’s Old Manor. Madam Young was basking in its warmth, comfortably seated in a rocking chair in the yard. As Idris and I arrived, she was feigning sleep, her eyes closed.

Mr. Zachary had two chairs brought over and served us two cups of clear tea. He then stood next to Madam Young, whispering, “The guests have arrived.”

At the sound of his voice, Madam Young leisurely opened her eyes, her gaze falling on us. She exchanged a few subtle words with Idris before turning to me with some inconsequential questions.

After a while, she found an excuse to send Idris away.

Then, she turned to me. “I’ve heard about your father’s situation. It may seem inappropriate for me, as an elder, to discuss other matters with you at this time, but I am Idris’s grandmother, and I have the Youngs‘ interests to consider. You must have seen the news headlines. Have you thought about how to handle it?”

I pressed my l*ps together, pausing for a moment before responding, “I’ve arranged for Scott Corporation’s PR to handle the headline. The issue should be under control soon.”

I held back my next words, choosing instead to study her.

nod. “Indeed, situations like this should be tightly controlled. The best course of action is to suppress it. But remember, this is

scandal, were prone to wild speculation. Now that it

addressed the elderly woman, “Grandma, I didn’t anticipate this situation. I’m truly sorry for the damage it’s caused the Youngs. If

done. You’re a victim too, so I don’t blame you.” She paused, then added, “But the fact remains that this has happened. As the

her words, nodded, and replied, “Alright, I’ll arrange for a divorce from Idris as soon as possible.” I hesitated, then added, “The

about the child. If I suddenly revealed that it was all a ruse orchestrated by Madam Young,

resentment

ask for a divorce without reason, he wouldn’t agree. Yvette, you’re a smart girl. This non–existent child you’re carrying could

non–existent child I was supposedly carrying to force Idris into

business battlefield, even going as far as to plan my exit strategy. She knew Idris well, understood his deep sense of love and responsibility,

be devoid of feelings.

I were to suddenly suggest a divorce, Idris, out of

to use our child to deeply wound Idris’s heart, causing him to abandon his sense of

of the outcome, it

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