Bet''s car had a smooth drive all the way to the estate, where he pulled into a designated parking spot.


    When the estate manager and staff saw Bet arrive, they immediately came forward to greet him respectfully.


    "Young Master."


    "Yes," Bet acknowledged quietly, leading Yvonne into the estate.


    "What do you feel like doing?" Bet asked.


    "I want to y golf." Yvonne was dressed in athletic wear today, with her hair in a high ponytail. She looked youthful and vibrant in the sun, just like a college student on her first day on campus.


    Being with her, Bet often felt like he was robbing the cradle.


    Yvonne was skilled at horseback riding, swimming, and shooting—all things Bet had taught her.


    Her golf game wasn''t bad either, but it was her weakest sportpared to the others. And the less skilled she was at something, the more she wanted to challenge herself.


    "Alright," Bet smiled warmly, leading her toward the golf course.


    The estate manager followed closely behind them. Seeing them head for the course, he hesitated before saying, "Mr. Bet Thompson, Mr. Taylor brought some friends over today. They''re on the golf course right now."


    Bet frowned instinctively upon hearing this. He had brought Yvonne to the estate to rx, and of course, they would run into Thomas. Did the award-winning actor have nothing better to do?


    "I see. Understood."


    With one hand held by Bet, Yvonne idly kicked at pebbles on the path with her sneaker. "It''s fine," she said casually. "It''s no fun with just the two of us anyway. The more, the merrier."


    Bet: "You enjoy Thomas''spany that much?"


    Yvonne: "What answer are you looking for?"


    If she said yes, he''d probably have a fit.


    As they spoke, they arrived at the golf course and saw a group of people ying on the green in the distance.


    Thomas was wearing a polo shirt and dark trousers, looking every bit the part of a movie star.


    Beside Thomas were his cousin, Dominic Taylor, and two young women— surprisingly, Caroline James and Letitia Bishop.


    Yvonne stopped in her tracks, feeling an instinctive aversion to anyone from the James family.


    "Since when did the Taylors and the Jameses start hanging out?"


    "The Taylors and the Jameses are coborating on a project recently," Bet exined. "The James family offered very favorable terms so the Taylors are showing them some courtesy."


    Even though he was in the military, nothing in Istra, whether it was business orpany matters, escaped his notice.


    Though the James family had fallen on hard times, they were still one of Istra''s four great families. A starved camel is still bigger than a horse.


    After considering all options for theirtest project, the Taylors found that the James family was the most suitable partner.


    Old Mr. James was a shrewd man. He conceded a lot on the deal, putting the Taylors in his debt.


    Lately, Caroline and Letitia have been spending a lot of time with the Taylors. Old Mr. James is probably scheming for a marriage alliance again.


    Unfortunately for him, no matter how well he yed his cards, his ns were likely doomed to fail.


    Thomas was the most outstanding Taylor of his generation. Any marriage alliance for him would have to be with an equal, and he certainly wouldn''t look twice at the James family.


    And while Dominic was known in their circle as a notorious yboy, he had high standards. He wasn''t interested in the in-looking was even less


    Caroline, and he


    interested in Letitia, who partied


    harder than most men.


    Lately, those two women from the James family had been pestering Dominic


    constantly, and he was about to lose his mind.


    Dominic swung his golf club with fierce energy, as if trying to vent all his frustration with the motion.


    Caroline and Letitia seemed


    oblivious, unable to read the room.


    Letitia, in particr, was all smiles and ttery. "You''re so good at this, Mr Taylor! You absolutely have to teach me..."