Chapter 133 

Pfft. Why would you mention her on such a joyous occasion?Thomas downed the glass of red wine in his hand and glanced at Yvonne. That girl has a wild streak and does not know how to treasure herself. She does not deserve to be my daughter...” 

Yvonne gave him an apologetic smile in response. Yes, youre right. That girl lived with her mother in the countryside since young. Theres no way she could amount to anything honorable.” 

Although Yvonne was a mistress who later became the lady of the house, she treated Yara like her own child and loved her more dearly than she loved her daughter, Melissa

Unlike Yara, who grew up by our side with firstrate education, talents, preferences...” 

At the mention of Yara, Thomastightly knitted browsrelaxed a little

Yara is indeed exceptional.” 

Its because of who raised her,Yvonne announced smugly. After she marries into the Bowers family, your birthday celebrations will be as grand as Old Mr. Watsons.” 

Everyone in Thomasfamily beamed with delight

Natalie watched the happy family full of smiles from a spot not far away as she ate her chocolate truffle cake

She was always an outsider in this family

AT 

tried desperately to be part of the family in

she felt nothing but hatred

and Yvonne ridiculed her when she returned to the

hoping to make her fall down the

 

were buried

she

reminisced the past, Belle appeared before her, clinging onto Ross‘

them looked at each other, their

with wide eyes,

the look of surprise on her face to one of indifference, putting down the plate of half–eaten

didn‘t use to treat me like this.”

Natalie. I

that, Natalie turned around and left, deliberately running off in a panicked and flustered manner.

was turned to Belle,

his grand entrance at the main

saying some pleasantries, the crowd grew more and more excited. The next

the Watsons family and their branch family was the

lavish gifts. However, Max had already seen many such items in his lifetime,

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