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.

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

had been pulling the same old trick whenever she ran into a problem she couldn’t fix since

brother, he knew her tricks all too well.

same reason.

shot Grace a cold look. “So you won’t even spare pregnant women

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

had refused. He had bowed down and apologized on

but she hadn’t offered a

recognized Benjamin and saw him defending Yvonne, she became furious, and her tone became murderous. “You cheating bastards! Get out of

this.” Grace patted Hestia’s hand reassuringly, then

Benjamin.

Why do you trust her so much?” Grace pointed upward at the security camera with

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tone. “A

“You’re wrong. She absolutely

silent, started panicking. She had been so quick to execute her

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of hand, Yvonne would have to actually apologize. She didn’t want to do such a

wake

look. The witch woke

Yvonne, the coldness on his face intensifying. “Was