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.”

and asked, “Is she the mistress who ruined your marriage,

your mouth, old

lady before, and that made her want to laugh.

company, Hestia held all the secrets to aging

looked young enough that people would call her “Ms. Riley“. Who knew that she would be insulted like this

mouth, that’s all,” Grace

a piece of trash that even recycling centers would reject. I don’t know what you’re

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you!” Yvonne’s tone turned cold

exhibition. “We’re in public, so I’ll

like your family owns this exhibition, anyway.” Yvonne chose violence over

a coincidence. We do, in fact, own this exhibition.” Hestia stepped forward,

This is a high–end photography exhibition for the elite, filled with Sunny’s works of art. How can it be owned by two

were just an orphan in Pamore. It’s

to be someone important? Don’t

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

warmth drained

“Aunt Hestia, don’t let someone like her ruin your mood.

her reputation for grace and elegance because of