Chapter 135
The Brimer Family,
“How is this possible…
Yvonne’s fingers, pale as death, clutched her phone, her gaze fixed on the video Rose had sent
Just two hours ago, she was secretly pleased with herself for dealing with Kaylee, but in just a moment, the tide had completely turned.
The netizens who had been criticizing Kaylee had all migrated to her Twitter, launching a verbal onslaught against her.
Their venomous words, like knives, sliced through her heart with every comment.
And the video, how could it have leaked.
She had her assistant carefully check before acting. The hallway cameras were malfunctioning. That’s why she had been so bold.
As she was at her wit’s end, Wade strode into the room.
“Wader” Seeing him, Yvonne grasped at his shirt like a lifeline.
Disappointment filled Wade’s eyes. “Yvonne, look at what you’ve done! As a prodigious young talent, why did you target a newcomer designer,”
“I’m sorry, Wade…”
Yvonne wasn’t truly repentant. She just realized the situation had spiraled beyond her control.
“Help me. Please, fix this.”
“It’s too late.” Wade sighed and handed her a tablet.
Taking it with trembling hands, Yvonne was met with bold, red letters.
The National Design Institute announced her moral failing, expelling her from the fashion design community.
Rose’s design team’s official Twitter account shared the news immediately. And the team added another update. They would be pressing charges against Yvonne for attempted murder.
Yvonne, enraged, smashed the tablet. “Who cares! If they don’t appreciate me here, I go abroad. There are plenty who admire me overseas. The First Design Team has already sent me an invitation.”
“Too late.”
Queen Algria issued a statement, implementing a total ban on Yvonne. All competitions abroad, big or small, would not welcome her participation.
Her design career, both domestically and internationally, was ruined.
“Miss Carina is here.” The servant announced respectfully.
“Send her back.” Wade frowned. His sister was sabotaged by the Irving family, and his heart was filled with anger towards Carina
“Wait! Let her in.”
Yvonne’s words came through gritted teeth. Flora was no saint, and that Carina was no better,
That design draft had come from Carina!
Soon, led by the servant, Carina entered.
Without a word, she glanced at the somewhat chaotic room, “Mr. Wade, Miss Yvonne.”
“You still have the nerve to come?” Yvonne’s pent–up rage finally burst forth.
She grabbed a lamp from the bedside table and hurled it at Carina, who dodged smoothly
“Are you here to add to my troubles? I knew you were no good. Yvonne bellowed.
“Canna, just leave. Wade frowned, scolding.
“Wade, just let me talk to Miss Yvonne might be able to cheer her up.”
course, his sister was far more important than Carina Wade didn’t believe Carina could cheer Yvonne up. Her presence would only serve as a target for Yvonne’s frustration
He had already asked Carina to leave. Her insistence on staying meant she was prepared for whatever came
As long as she wasn’t killed or seriously injured, it’s nothing serious.
Wade stepped out, instructing the servants to keep an eye and not let things go too far.
“Miss Yvonne, I truly didn’t expect the design draft I accidentally found to be Flora’s, nor did I expect her to know Rose.” Carina apologized, “It’s my responsibility that things have escalated to this point. I owe you an apology.”
“Yes, how coincidental. You stumbled upon Flora’s draft by accident.” Yvonne scoffed, taking deep breaths to calm her shaking chest, “Come here.”
Carina approached her.
Just as she was about to reach the bedside, Wonne, who had been sitting on the bed, suddenly stood up and took a swift step towards her. Yvonne fiercely slapped her across the face.
Carina couldn’t dodge in time, taking the blow full on
“Bitch! Do you think I’m a fool!” Still unsatisfied, Yvonne kicked Carina fiercely.
Carina dodged quickly but still felt the sting of the kick on her thigh. A flash of anger crossed her lowered eyes.
“Miss Yvonne, perhaps you should see this first” She handed her phone to Yvonne.
Yvonne wanted nothing more than to unleash her fury, to beat Carina to a pulp. Yet, her gaze inadvertently caught the phone’s screen, and she paused.
Snatching the phone from Carina, she scrolled through the gallery rapidly.
In a narrow alley, a girl lay disheveled and powerless on the ground. If not Flora, then who?
“Where did you get these?”
Carina smiled, “Don’t worry about where I got them from. These photos are enough to ruin Flora completely
