Chapter 144 The Hidden Motives
“I didn’t let anything slip!” The middle–aged woman stood on the hillside and glanced around warily. “You made it clear not to spill anything when you left.”
Yvette narrowed her eyes. “But what if they offer you money to spill everything?”
“We’ll pocket the cash,” Fanny retorted with a sardonic grin. “But we’ve been feeding them false leads. Plus, there are others who paid to keep her whereabouts hidden.”
Yvette felt a wave of relief wash over her. “Mom, you did the right thing.”
As it turned out, the middle–aged woman was none other than Fanny Yaleman, who had initially taken the wrong child.
Fanny teared up when Yvette finally called her “Mom” after so long. “Yvette, we did everything you asked,” she said. “And thankfully, you warned us that admitting what happened could land us in jail for human trafficking. We owe you for that.”
“Got it.” Yvette got the information she needed and swiftly changed the subject. “Mom, we need to stay alert. Once this whole situation blows over, I’ll come fetch you and Dad to live in the city.”
Fanny’s eyes lit up. “Really? Then your brother has to come too! You promised to buy him a house!”
“Absolutely,” Yvette reassured with a grin. “Just relax and enjoy yourselves.”
Yvette certainly wouldn’t be buying him a house. She also couldn’t help but disdainfully regard them as a bunch of freeloaders.
Despite her dissatisfaction with them leeching on her, Yvette comforted her mother. ” Remember, don’t reveal anything about me. If it comes down to it, just claim her as your own daughter.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll do as you asked,” Fanny assured, then lowering her voice she asked, “But Yvette, whose child is she? How did she cause such a commotion?”
Yvette’s eyes turned frigid. “It doesn’t matter whose child she is. If they find out, I can’t protect you and Dad.”
“We’ll make sure they never find out,” Fanny declared confidently. “After all, this village is packed with our people.!!
Yvette nodded knowingly. With a smile, she said, “With the village head supporting us, everything should be fine. Mom, if there’s an emergency, remember to reach out to me first.
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“Of course, darling!” Fanny’s focus then turned to her son. “And what about house?”
Yvette’s gaze sharpened. “Once you’re here, I’ll take you to choose one.”
your brother’s
Of course, that was just to placate Fanny, and Yvette certainly wouldn’t be buying that house for her brother. After hanging up the phone and powering off her device, she finally felt at
ease.
With everything settled, whatever commotion Wynter stirred wouldn’t make a difference.
And the status of the young lady of the Yates family belonged to her alone.
At the Empathy Clinic in Waterview Alley, Margaret, wielding a cane, promptly ushered Wanda out before she could even step into the yard.
The neighbors watched without intervening, as they too shared a dislike for Wanda.
“Get out!” Margaret, unlike before, had no desire to engage with these scoundrels.
The typically pampered Wanda exclaimed, “My Chanel coat! Mom, could you please stop acting irrationally? Have you ever seen another mother–in–law treat her daughter–in–law in such a manner?”
“You’re up to no good!” Margaret’s eyes darkened. “What do you want from me this time?”
Ewan tried to keep his cool despite his frustration. He intervened, “Mom, we simply want to have a conversation with Wynter. It’s not suitable to discuss this out here where everyone can see. Let’s go inside.”
“Oh?” Wynter, clad in black pants and a white T–shirt, walked over. A baseball cap crowned her head, accentuating her captivating dark eyes. “What do you want to talk to me about?” she asked.
