Facade of Love

Chapter 85 I love him more than you think

I shook my head. “Of course not.”

Moore looked confused. “Then you…”

I gave a small smile, watching her puzzled face. “I’ll get to the bottom of what happened back then. And the pain you caused me, I’ll make sure you feel it too. So, Moore, there will never be á cooperation between us. Don’t come looking for me in the future. I won’t help you, and I certainly won’t work with you.”

“You…” She glared at me, the malice on her face no longer hidden. “Fine. If that’s how you want it, don’t blame me for not recognizing you as my sister.”

Sister?

I laughed, a mocking look in my eyes. “Moore, we might be sisters in name, but we were never sisters at heart.”

Seeing my reaction, she let out a cold laugh. “That’s true,” she said, her eyes locked on mine. But Yvette, have you forgotten? Even if I’m not the Scotts’ daughter, legally, I’m still their child. I have a stake in Scott Corporation.”

my eyes, watching her with caution. “What are you

a claim to the Scott Corporation shares in his name. What do you think would happen if I stirred up a legal battle over the Scotts’ daughter fighting for her share?”

ran down my spine. Our father had indeed left without a will. By law, Moore could inherit a third of his shares and wealth. She could claim this third without any legal battle, and with a lawsuit, it would be

regained its footing. If another legal battle were to erupt, the public opinion alone could send the company’s stock prices tumbling.

resentment and anger. “Moore,” I said, my voice steady. “what do

not to send me to

know Noah is back, let’s be frank. He’s been eyeing Young Corporation’s assets for years and is planning to

off guard. I simply gazed at her with a calm expression, waiting

to harm Iddy. Yvette, I love him more than you could possibly imagine, so I would never hurt him. I stay with him only to help. With me there, at least in a crisis,

l*ps pressed together. How much of Moore’s words were

should go to

if he doesn’t love you, because you’re his wife, if you care, he would let me go. Yvette, if you truly see him as your husband, you should let me

Idris, you should have told him Noah’s intentions when Noah returned home, not use pregnancy as an excuse to move into the Youngs’ house, taking over their lives, and now you’re powerless and trying to guilt-trip

at me. “Yvette, I’m asking you for a favor, but you’re so self-righteous. Someone