Inside the villa, Sienna looked at Yvette, guilt etched on her face as she instinctively shrank back, “Yve, I didn’t mean to hide my pregnancy. Nathan tampered with the condoms, she stammered.

Yvette sniffed and raised an eyebrow, her expression completely unreadable, causing Sienna to lower her gaze. She muttered softly, “Blame me for coveting appearance a little absolutely not much, and he has no more.”

Frankie discreetly grabbed a cup of water, distancing himself from the two women.

His experience told him to stay out of women’s disputes to avoid the fallout.

Yvette raised an eyebrow with a striking jawline, her voice calm and measured. “It’s your choice whether to keep the child. No one can take responsibility for your life.

Sienna felt a pang of sadness at these words. She thought, Does Ms. Zeller blame me?”

Yvette crossed her legs, frowning and not knowing why Sienna was feeling down.

She added, “Don’t worry about the child. It should be easy to raise him. I raised myself just fine.”

Frankie spat out his water in surprise and gave Yvette a thumbs-up, exclaiming exaggeratedly, “Yvette, you raised yourself? What do you mean?”

Yvette shot Frankie a look, her eyes clearly saying, “Are you an idiot?”

After a brief silence, she continued, her dark gaze lingering. “I cook for myself, dress myself, study, and earn a living. Does that confuse you?”

Yvette didn’t say that since she was a child, anything that interested her was basically self-taught, and she had never understood what it was like to struggle in others’ eyes.

Frankie stared at her, pondering the unfairness of life.

He thought, “What did God deny Yvette? Beauty? No, she was stunning. Talent? Clearly not. She was Cyanbird, an international artist whose painting once fetched 160 million dollars at auction.

Frankie stared at her for a long time, and finally, he had to concede that life was unjust and Yvette was flawless.

Sienna looked at Yvette sheepishly. “Yve, you’re not mad at me, are you?”

Yvette replied with a simple “Hmm.

Sienna’s relief was palpable.

*****

make it back to the villa in just

two okay?”

the door, where Emmett and Chris entered at a brisk

living room and frowned, assuming she was another of

realized he had the wrong idea. He explain. “This is Sienna, a

Emmett’s

Chris both became

“Hello, I’m Emmett, Yvette’s friend is

women, simply nodded and added,

I apologize for

asking worriedly, “Yvette, Frankie, was there a man here just now? Did

mention

shook his head, leaving Emmett

glanced at Yvette, sitting on the sofa, absorbed in her

man with flashy looks

on her phone. The

Dulcem, we’ve reserved

third year in a row that the International Piano Competition had invited Yvette

flatly: [No

she looked at the others and said. “Yes, he came and just

that man with a

stared at her, surprised she knew about

back toward Yvette,

thought, “How many enemies

simply, he’s her ex- boyfriend. Sienna wanted to break up, but Nathan refused and chased after her. Yvette brought her here out

that Frankie had suffered over a billion dollars because of Nathan three years

too. Jeremiah led a group to intercept arms from them,

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