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.

*****

Chris managed to make it back to the

Frankie, are you two okay?” they called as they

the door, where Emmett and Chris

frowned, assuming she was another of Frankie’s girlfriends

at the door and immediately realized he had the wrong idea. He explain. “This is Sienna, a good

Emmett’s

Chris both became much more

Yvette’s friend is also our hend, so feel

women, simply nodded

nodded politely. “Hello, I’m Sienna. I apologize for the trouble. I’ll move

turned to Yvette and Frankie, asking worriedly, “Yvette,

mention Nathan’s

nodded, then shook his head, leaving Emmett

glanced at Yvette, sitting on the sofa,

a man with flashy looks come by just

her phone. The message re judge position for you for this year’s International Piano

we’ve

in a row that the International Piano

flatly:

message, she looked at the others and said.

that man

her, surprised she knew about

stepped back toward Yvette, feeling

enemies had my ex-boyfriend

scumbag is why Sienna is hiding here. To put it simply, he’s her ex- boyfriend. Sienna wanted to

Frankie had suffered over a billion dollars because of Nathan three

the Goodman family faced consequences too. Jeremiah led a group to intercept

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