Karina clearly enjoyed thepliments, though she replied with a modest smile, “Oh, I''m just fated to work hard. Once Bet gets married, I can finally pass on this burden."


    "Everyone knows Ms. Walker''s health is poor; she won''t be able to manage things. In the future, the Thompson family''s affairs will still fall to you, Mrs. Thompson.”


    The twodies then introduced their own daughters to Karina.


    Karina took the two young women by the arm, and they walked away,ughing and talking. Yvonne had already been forgotten.


    Yvonne didn''t need Karina''s attention anyway. She found a seat, finished her cake, and had a ss of juice.


    Sitting there, Yvonne idly watched the couples on the dance floor. For some reason, her vision began to blur. Her body grew uncontrobly hot, and her breathing became increasingly difficult.


    She instinctively clutched her chest and neck, her brow furrowed in pain.


    "What''s wrong? Are you not feeling well?" A tall figure suddenly appeared before her, blocking the light from overhead.


    Yvonne struggled to lift her head, and her eyes met the wicked face of Darcy.


    "Ms. Jones, you don''t look so good. Let me help you to a room upstairs to rest," Darcy said, reaching for Yvonne''s arm.


    People were constantly walking past, but Darcy was the second son of the Rogers family, and he was acting like a perfect gentleman. No one suspected his malicious intent.


    Yvonne didn''t resist, because she currentlycked the strength to do so.


    Having been an undercover agent for years, Yvonne was always extremely cautious. She wouldn''t have been drugged so easily. She was certain this wasn''t a drug, but an allergic reaction.


    Oscar knew about her allergy. On the ind, she had told him she was allergic to seafood, and he had been there at the time.


    So, the Rogers family had been looking for an opportunity to set her up.


    Darcy easily pulled Yvonne from her seat, wrapping an arm around her waist. He leaned in, his lips close to her ear, his low voice dripping with cold malice.


    "You still ended up in my hands. I''m going to teach you the meaning of a fate worse than death."


    Darcy was as sinister as a hissing snake, utterly repulsive. He tightened his grip on Yvonne and began to pull her away.


    Yvonne was struggling to breathe and could only let him drag her along.


    As they passed the buffet''s cake tower, Yvonne summoned all her remaining strength and threw herself against it.


    With a loud crash, the three-tiered cake tower toppled off the table, sttering everywhere.


    Themotion finally drew the attention of others. Several people looked over, but uncertain of what had happened, they hesitated to approach.


    Darcy remained rtively calm. He kept his hold on Yvonne and


    exined smoothly, "My apologies my girlfriend has had too much to drink. I''ll take her home now."


    With that, Darcy bent down to pick Yvonne up, but his arm was suddenly seized. In the next moment, Yvonne was pulled from his grasp and into someone else''s, arms. ,


    "Bet?" Darcy looked at Bet in disbelief, then at Yvonne, now sheltered in his embrace. He tried to feignposure. "My girlfriend is


    drunk im taking her to a guest


    room to rest. No need to trouble yourself, Mr. Thompson."


    Darcy said this and reached for Yvonne again.


    However, before his hand could even touch the fabric of her dress, a powerful fist


    mmed into the side of his face.