But even if everyone despised her and wished she were dead, she was still alive and well. So what if her kidneys were bad? She could just use someone else''s. Whoever had healthy, functional kidneys, she''d take them.


    Not only would she live well, but she would also get married, have children, and ensure her children would be at the top of society.


    "I don''t want a test-tube baby. Eden, you''d better cooperate with me, or if we can''t have a child, you will get nothing."


    Ynda threw the words at Eden before turning back to her room and mming the door shut with a loud bang.


    The two parted on bad terms. Eden left the house and didn''t return.


    Vincent was furious when he found out. As for the Thompson family, Frank had stopped caring about Eden''s affairs altogether. His mind was preupied with how to win his wife back.


    Bet was on a mission and would be out of the state for two weeks.


    Yvonne''s body had long since recovered. Bored at home alone, she was naturally eager to get back to the film set.


    On her first day back, Yvonne was scheduled for a full day of shooting.


    After the long day of filming was finally over, Yvonne breathed a sigh of relief.


    Yvonne changed out of her costume and sat at the vanity while the makeup artist removed her makeup.


    Yvonne closed her eyes. When the makeup was off and she opened them again, she saw Cynthia standing behind her in the mirror.


    "Ms. Scott." Yvonne turned to look at Cynthia.


    Cynthia smiled slightly. "I heard you were back on set today, so I came to see you. How are you feeling?"


    "I''m all better now. Thank you for your concern, Ms. Scott," Yvonne replied politely.


    Cynthia was holding a food container, which she casually set aside. "My housekeeper made me some nourishing soup, but she made too much. I brought some for you."


    "Thank you, Ms. Scott, but I can''t ept this without a reason," Yvonne said, looking at the thermos with a hint of confusion.


    Cynthia: "Just consider it an apology. I was the one who brought Mignon onto the set. I never expected her to cause you so much trouble and evennd you in the hospital."


    Yvonne: "Mignon''s actions have nothing to do with you, Ms. Scott. You don''t need to me yourself. However, the situation with Marshall blew up. It''s unlikely he''ll be able to continue in the entertainment industry. You''ve lost a friend, Ms. Scott."


    Cynthia just smiled, looking


    Yvonne nodded after hearing this. "A valuable lesson."


    Cynthia''s smile didn''t waver as her gaze remained on Yvonne.


    “Seeing you, I can''t help but feel a sense of familiarity, as if we''ve met before.”


    Yvonne paused for a moment. She had to admit, Cynthia was very perceptive.


    “I imagine Bet feels the same way when he''s with you," Cynthia added.


    Yvonne couldn''t help but frown, her expression turning cold. "Are you suggesting that Bet only sees me as a substitute?"


    Cynthia: "You don''t need to be so defensive or hostile. I''m just giving you a little heads-up. But if Ms. Jones is a smart woman, she won''t get hung up on such trivial matters. Even as a substitute, what Mr. Thompson can give you is more. than you can imagine."


    Yvonne raised an eyebrow. "Well, thank you for the warning, Ms. Scott."


    "Since you''ve offered me so much advice, let me offer you some in return. Noah is a


    married man with a wife and son. You should be more careful, Ms. Scott. After all, being the other woman doesn''t have a very nice ring to it."