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

you two okay?”

the door, where Emmett and Chris

and frowned, assuming

noticed Emmett’s look at the door and immediately realized he had the wrong idea. He explain.

hearing this, Emmett’s demeanor relaxed

and Chris both

“Hello, I’m Emmett, Yvette’s friend is also our hend, so feel at

less experienced with women, simply nodded

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

they anxiously turned to Yvette and Frankie, asking worriedly, “Yvette, Frankie, was

didn’t mention Nathan’s

his head, leaving Emmett and

Yvette, sitting on the

flashy looks

glanced down at a text message that had just arrived on her phone. The message re judge

Dulcem, we’ve

a row that the International Piano Competition

flatly: [No

she looked at the others and

asked, “Was that man with a flashy look

and Chris stared at her, surprised she

Sienna stepped back toward Yvette, feeling safer near

thought, “How many enemies had my

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

suffered over a billion dollars because of Nathan three

Goodman family faced consequences too. Jeremiah led a group to intercept arms from them,

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