Unbreakable Love His Passion for Her Transcends Death by Beanie Gold

Zoey watched as Yvette walked in, bundled up tightly, with only her fair face visible.

She had to admit that Yvette was beautiful-her features were delicate, especially her eyes, which looked as if they had been hand-drawn.

Even though Yvette was dressed in many layers, her curvaceous figure was still discernible. Zoey knew she was attractive too, but standing next to Yvette, it felt like she lacked something. "The stuff you sent me is useless. Don't waste your time; I'm not easily scared," Zoey declared, trying to take control of the conversation.

Yvette thought, "If you're not afraid, why did you arrive before I did?" She didn't call Zoey out on it but instead pulled out a document and handed it to her.

Zoey took the document, puzzled. When she opened it and saw what it was, a flash of something unrecognizable crossed her eyes.

"You investigated me?" Zoey asked with the paternity test results in her hands. Her first reaction hadn't been about the results themselves, but rather to accuse Yvette of investigating her. Yvette's heart grew cold at that. "So, you knew all along that you're Yara's daughter."

Fearing that Yvette might reveal this to Gemma, Zoey quickly explained, "I only found out yesterday when Yara told me. That's when I learned you're my sister."

Zoey reached out to take Yvette's hand. "If I had known earlier, I would never have hurt you. We're sisters, after all-I'm not like Terrence."

But Yvette pulled her hand away, her eyes filled with cold indifference. Truth be told, Zoey was far less convincing than Daphne when it came to acting. Yvette had been deceived by Daphne before, so she wasn't about to trust Zoey so easily now. "I didn't come here to reconnect as sisters. I'm here to warn you-if it happens again, don't expect me to hold back against you," Yvette warned icily.

Zoey's expression stiffened.

Yandell family's eldest daughter means anything. Everything the Yandell family has

figure disappeared from view, Zoey

Who does she think she

but it was only

front of

Yvette.

pay. Sisters? Ha! Yvette wasn't worthy of being

the cold wind and

a cab to the cemetery in the western suburbs, where she bought a bouquet as usual

both

long been disillusioned by

miss you

cold wind howled, and all she got in response was the biting cold. Yvette didn't

to her, an uninvited guest arrived