Zoey now finally understood why Lawrence had married Yara, and why the latter cared more for her than Gemma.

She thought Yara was merely trying to curry favor with her at first, but everything made sense now. She also understood why Gemma, who was already over 50 years of age, had only one daughter. Looking at the shredded paper in the trash can, Zoey stood up and frantically flushed the pieces down the toilet in the bathroom.

"I am the daughter of a businesswoman, not the daughter of some useless artist."

To her, dancing was merely a form of artistic expression. Even becoming a world-renowned dancer was not as practical as being a businesswoman.

Besides, with Gemma's means, she could use her money to make anyone a famous dancer. Rather than Yara, who was now just a housewife, Zoey believed only Gemma deserved to be her mother. Having sorted out her thoughts, Zoey called Yara back in. Her face returned to its usual pretense of warmth. "Mom, I've thought it through. From now on, I will be a good daughter and take care of you." Hearing this, Yara hugged her tightly. "Those words are all I need."

"But," Zoey continued, "this must remain between us. We must not tell anyone else, okay?"

Yara was puzzled. "Why?"

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