The Woman From Hell

I lingered in the room for a long time. I had looked through the windows and everything, but there was no possibility of me getting out.

They probably planned this a long time ago. They had just been waiting for me to throw myself into the trap. It was my fault for being impatient and not keeping an ace up my hand.

Now, I could only pin my hopes on Shannon and Tyler. They should figure out that I was being detained at the Yards' mansion once they noticed I was not back yet. They would then find a way to break me out.

Sighing again, I collapsed onto the bed and unconsciously fell asleep.

When I woke up, the room was pitch dark.

It was nighttime.

I fumbled for the lights and then heard a sound coming from outside the door. After the sound of some rustling, Sylvester came in with food.

Seeing my hazy expression, he guessed that I had just woken up and put down the food on the table beside him. "Go wash up and have dinner."

I turned away, not wanting to look at him. I was still angry.

Sylvester did not fuss. He walked to my side and seemed to want to put a hand on my shoulder. I moved away, and his hand hung awkwardly in the air.

He cleared his throat and shoved his hand into his pocket calmly. "You can't beat Grandfather. Actually, there isn't anything bad about coming back to the Yard family. Your children will receive better education, and you can also show your strengths and flex your abilities in the Yard family's business. You won't have to stick with that small company of yours, Green Orange. And you won't have to accept attitude from anyone. Isn't that great?"

"Does that sound great to you?" I turned to look at him, my eyes cold.

looked at me confused. "Isn't

to receive turned them into cold and heartless individuals, then I would rather them grow up in an

that I won't have to accept attitude from anyone. So

say, Sylvester knew who

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answer me honestly.

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knew his answer.

face as I continued, "I'm sure you're aware of it yourself. Since that's the case, why

remained silent before he picked up his feet and left the

my room. It was as if they were afraid that I would rush

looked at the

and went over. One could not function on an empty stomache ought

the cutlery and demolished the food before

know how they were timing things, but someone came in the moment I put down