In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

Chapter 70 What a Coincidence

What a small world.

“I’m so happy you could come visit, Benjamin,” Yvonne’said gently. She tried to hold his hand, but he subtly dodged her.

“I saw some of my business partners. I’m going over to talk to them,” Benjamin said in a cold voice as he walked away.

Yvonne was very irked. It had been two months since she had been sent to Frenda, but Benjamin had never called her, not even once.

Now that he was finally here, she had wanted to spend some quality time with him, even if it was just for the sake of their baby.

After reluctantly watching Benjamin leave, she turned back. She was surprised to find Grace standing right in front of her.

There was a middle–aged woman who looked pretty despite her age standing next to Grace. With a smile, Yvonne tried to make her belly even more obvious and walked over as if Grace were the mistress, not her.

“Why do I keep bumping into you everywhere I go?” Yvonne asked.

Grace didn’t even look at her. “That’s my line.”

Yvonne gritted her teeth. “I don’t understand you. You were so happy to divorce Benjamin, yet you came all this way just to bother him. You’re like a ghost that keeps haunting us.”

she the mistress who ruined your

mouth,

lady before, and that made

a luxury makeup company, Hestia held all

her “Ms. Riley“. Who knew that

mouth, that’s all,” Grace said coolly

Benjamin is a piece of trash that even recycling centers would reject. I don’t know what you’re worried about,”

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Yvonne’s tone turned cold and

was still looking at the exhibition. “We’re in public, so I’ll cut you some slack. Leave right away, and I just might spare

this exhibition, anyway.” Yvonne chose violence

this exhibition.” Hestia stepped forward, looking at Yvonne with narrowed

with Sunny’s works of art. How can it be owned

her eyes. “I heard you were just an orphan in Pamore. It’s good enough that you

be someone important? Don’t make me laugh!” she

and she knew the latter was just an orphan from the countryside. Why was she even

was so angered by Yvonne’s words that all the warmth drained

grabbed Hestia’s arm. “Aunt Hestia, don’t let

elegance because of Yvonne. After all, why would