Chapter 400 Wrong Couple Pairing


The man realized he had said the wrong thing and immediately stopped talking. Looking at Yara, he noticed her staring grimly outside the cafe. She seemed oblivious to his presence, which relieved him. Others around caught on after his reminder. They immediately recognized that the woman in black was indeed the mysterious woman from the Young family everyone had been curious about recently. "What exactly is her connection to the Young family?"

"She's here to meet a friend, and Mr. Miles had to check on her. Even Mr. Gabriel was on guard outside."

"Mr. Gabriel looks more like a bodyguard to her. Her status must be significant."

The staff member of the film crew was extremely curious about Rose's identity. Yara felt particularly bitter inside.

"What's so significant about her? She's just Mr. Young Senior's adopted granddaughter from Aquastead. They don't even share any blood relation. She hasn't contributed anything to the Young family. She simply used some tricks to deceive Mr. Young Senior. "Do you think Mr. Miles and Mr. Gabriel care about her? They're just keeping an eye on her and guarding against her. That's all."

Yara smirked coldly. Though she said that, no one knew for sure if they were genuinely just guarding against Rose or not. She recalled Rose's reaction after asking her that question.

"Are you willing?"

Yara became even more wary. She wasn't willing. Whether it was about the Young family or Jonathan, she couldn't afford to sit idly by.

"I'm tired. Let's call it a day." Yara had no more mood to film. Her thoughts were solely on how to drive Rose out of Regalia.

Yara ignored Algernon and other staff member's reactions and made her way back to the minivan.

"They seem to have a close relationship," Yara muttered to herself.

By "they", she meant Rose and Yvonne.

After pondering for a while, a strange expression appeared on Yara's face. She took out her phone and dialed a number.

"I need you to look into someone for me."

...

Rose back to Yvonne's apartment in Regalia. Along the way, Rose recounted the events of the past few months, including how Oliver had

wished she could turn back time. She couldn't bear the thought of Oliver taking such a risk

Young Senior didn't want you to get hurt. He wouldn't want you

in Yvonne's mind. Even if Rose had eyes strikingly similar to Oliver's daughter, risking his life

have you ever considered..." she

connection between you and Mr. Young Senior? Rose's mother was named

it off. She didn't want her speculation to further upset

stood by the window in the eight-floor living room. Downstairs, a man stood with

recognized him as the person who had offered to take them earlier outside the cafe. He had followed

and smiled. "Hmm, he does seem to care about you. He's quite

sudden remark. Just then, Rose's phone rang. It was

a brief hesitation, Rose answered the call. Upon answering the phone, Gabriel's voice came through. "It's lunchtime. I had

She sprang up from the couch and rushed to the window. Rose and Yvonne peered down together and saw Gabriel standing

grin. She intended to openly eavesdrop on her. "Rose, should I bring the food up?" Gabriel's tone was

could. "Yes, please do! We're starving. Thanks, handsome." She

up with gossip anticipation. She wanted to tell Yvonne that she was focusing on the wrong person, but Gabriel arrived sooner than expected. When the doorbell rang, Yvonne's face lit up with excitement as she hurried to the foyer. She swung open the door and warmly invited

for this! Please, come

aback by her enthusiastic

out the contents of the bags

had taken care

Rose. She almost whistled. Even though she

he's got a nice physique. Despite those charming eyes, it's

I can't believe

Yvonne would be. She could picture her stomping her feet in excitement over the gossip once Gabriel left. Unfortunately... "Thank

to falter slightly. It was the first time Rose had called

welcome." Gabriel avoided

Beside her Yvonne's earlier

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