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.

*****

and Chris managed to make it back to the villa

two okay?” they

Yvette turned to the door, where Emmett

a strange woman in the living room and frowned, assuming she was another of Frankie’s girlfriends and was about to reprimand

door and immediately realized he had the wrong idea. He explain. “This is Sienna, a good friend of Yvette. She’ll

hearing this, Emmett’s

both became much more

is also our hend, so feel at

women, simply nodded

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

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

didn’t mention Nathan’s name

nodded, then shook his head, leaving Emmett

Yvette, sitting on the sofa, absorbed

flashy looks come by just now?”

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

Dulcem, we’ve

the third year in a row that the International Piano

replied flatly:

looked at the others and said. “Yes, he

quietly asked, “Was that man with a flashy

at her, surprised

toward Yvette, feeling safer near

many enemies had

it simply, he’s her ex- boyfriend.

a billion dollars because

faced consequences too. Jeremiah led a group to

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