Meanwhile, Caroline and Letitia were whispering to each other.


    Caroline said, "That must be Yvonne. So dramatic, she can''t even walk and needs a man to carry her."


    Letitia shot her a look. "What would a virgin like you know? She''s obviously worn out from a night in bed. And Mr. Thompson has an amazing body—I bet he has an eight-pack. He looks so powerful, he must be a beast in bed."


    Letitia was practically drooling as she spoke.


    Caroline rolled her eyes. "That''s enough. Stop fantasizing. He''s not yours, no matter how great he is."


    "Yvonne is certainly living the high life," Letitia said with a sour note.


    Thomas was the first to drive off, leaving Caroline and Letitia totch onto Dominic again.


    Dominic, having been pestered by them all day, had run out of patience.


    “Ladies, let me be frank with you,” he said. "I''m a shallow, picky guy, and neither of you is my type. So, please, don''t waste your time on me."


    With that, Dominic pulled open his car door and got in.


    Letitia grew anxious and tapped on the window. "Mr. Taylor, aren''t you going to give us a ride back?"


    "Find your own way," Dominic said before starting the engine, leaving Caroline and Letitia in his dust.


    In the end, the estate manager had to arrange for cars to take them home separately.


    When Caroline returned to the James family estate, she copsed onto the living room sofa,pletely drained.


    Mrs. James saw her and rushed over. "Caroline, how did it go with Mr. Taylor today? Feelings grow over time. You may not be a ssic beauty, but you''re kind and well- mannered. He''lle to like you eventually."


    The constant chatter from her mother only made Caroline more irritated.


    "Mom, stop dreaming. Mr. Taylor already said he''s superficial and only likes gorgeous women. I don''t stand a chance."


    Hearing this, Mrs. James''s face twisted slightly.


    "Men are all the same," she muttered.


    Just then, Jerome James came home from work and sighed as he overheard his wife and daughter.


    "Let it go. We should find a suitable match for Caroline. He doesn''t have to be wealthy or powerful just someone who loves her and will treat her well."


    Mrs. James nodded in resigned agreement.


    After a series of setbacks, Caroline had finally epted her fate. She nodded, then added "I went with Mr. Taylor toute Thompson family private estate today, and I ran into Yvonne."


    "Why was she there?" Mrs. James asked, confused.


    "It''s the Thompson family''s private estate. Obviously, Mr. Thompson brought her,” Caroline replied.


    "Yvonne is certainly cunning, getting the heir to take her to the family''s private estate,” Mrs. James said jealously.


    Caroline scoffed. “It''s more than that. They''re already engaged and are about to get their marriage license."


    Mrs. James was stunned. "Are you serious? How could we not know about something so huge?"


    She turned to her husband in


    to her


    disbelief. "Jerome, didn''t Teresa tell


    you? You''re Yvonne''s uncle! For


    them not to invite you to an ?


    important as her marria


    Fer


    into the


    Thompson family-it''spletely


    disrespectful.”


    Jerome was equally shocked. "Teresa never mentioned a word to me. I''ll call her right now."


    He pulled out his phone and dialed Teresa''s number.