In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

Chapter 72 Under Her Spell

Yvonne had never been yelled at this loudly before. She felt so humiliated that her lips trembled. However, she still stood tall.

She refused to bow her precious head in front of someone, especially when that person was

Grace. It was her fault that Yvonne was stuck in Frenda and not Pamore in the first place.

Yvonne was still in that awkward situation when she spotted Benjamin coming over.

A plan formed in her head, so she walked over to Grace and only stopped when they were inches apart.

Grace looked at Yvonne wearily. “What now?”

Yvonne had a twinkle in her eye that suggested the ruthlessness of someone who was about to take their enemy down with them. “You drove me to this, Grace,” she scoffed.

Then, with a loud scream, she abruptly fell over and crashed into a nearby vase.

As the huge, three–foot–tall vase clattered to the ground, she bumped her head on a pillar before passing out.

Grace looked on emotionlessly. It was the same old trick, from the same old person.

Benjamin rushed over to help Yvonne up, he scolded Joe coldly. “Why didn’t you break her fall when she fell over? You were

Yvonne. She had been pulling the same old trick whenever she ran into a problem

he knew her tricks all too well. But he also couldn’t expose

same reason.

Grace a cold look. “So you

had mixed feelings for her, and that included a rage he couldn’t

but she had refused. He had bowed down and apologized

but she hadn’t offered a single

she became furious, and her tone became murderous. “You cheating bastards! Get out of my

can handle this.” Grace patted Hestia’s hand

Benjamin.

you trust her so much?” Grace pointed upward at the security camera with an icy look. “Want to see what

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an equally icy tone. “A pregnant woman would never endanger herself like

“You’re wrong. She absolutely

gone silent, started panicking. She had been so quick

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out of hand, Yvonne would

what happened?” Yvonne pretended to wake

snickered. “Oh, look. The witch woke up right on

Yvonne, the coldness on his face intensifying. “Was it Grace who pushed