As long as the elder Mr. James was alive, the James family wouldn''t copse. And as long as the James family knew their ce, the Thompsons weren''t opposed to giving them a leg up, for Yvonne''s sake.


    The elder Mr. James was indeed very astute.


    He had personally overseen the preparation of a vi just for Yvonne.


    Since Yvonne was using the James family vi as her bridal base, it would remain hers for future visits.


    The vi was newly decorated, filled with a festive wedding atmosphere, the elegant floral arrangements catching the eye.


    Mrs. James, along with Teresa and Marcia James, personally supervised the maids as they cleaned and decorated.


    Teresa, Yvonne''s biological mother, was extremely attentive, even hand-picking the bedding herself.


    Mrs. James and Marcia, however, were merely going through the motions. They put on a show when the elder Mr. James was watching, but the moment he was gone, their interest vanished.


    "Bedding worth hundreds of thousands of dors, and that little bitch Yvonne is only staying for one night. She really is high and mighty, isn''t she?" Marcia said sourly.


    "She''s Mrs. Thompson now, carrying the Thompson heir in her belly. Of course she''s precious," Mrs. James snorted.


    Why couldn''t such immense fortune have fallen upon her own granddaughter?


    "Now that Yvonne has married into the Thompson family, Teresa''s suddenly remembered how to be a good mother. Too bad I doubt that little bitch will appreciate it," Marcia continued.


    "No matter how much they disagree, they''re still mother and daughter. Yvonne married into the Thompson family, and the Thompsons gave a project to the James family. Your father treats Yvonne like a precious treasure now, like she''s made of ss. Don''t you dare cause any trouble these next two days. If you anger your father, we''ll both be kicked out."


    Mrs. James repeated her warning tirelessly. After so many years with the elder Mr. James, rising from a kept woman to his wife, she knew her husband well.


    In the elder Mr. James''s heart, profit always came first, and everything else was secondary.


    "I know, I know. You''ve said it so many times my ears are burning," Marcia snorted.


    That little bitch Yvonne was riding high right now. As foolish as Marcia could be, she wouldn''t pick a fight at a time like this.


    With Bet personally escorting Yvonne to the James estate, no one there dared to give her any trouble.


    Jerome James, throwing his weight around as Yvonne''s uncle, tried to pull rank in front of Bet, but Bet Thompsonpletely ignored him, leaving him to look like a fool.


    Bet left soon after dropping Yvonne off.


    The James family tried to crowd around Yvonne and curry favor, but she dismissed them all, iming she was unwell and needed to rest in her room.


    Only Teresa apanied Yvonne back to her room.


    Since the ce was unfamiliar, Teresa worried Yvonne wouldn''t befortable and went over every little detail.


    Yvonne didn''t have the patience to listen to it all and gently interrupted her, "I''m only staying one night, so you don''t have to go to so much trouble. Also, I''m a bit tired and would like to rest early."


    Teresa froze for a moment before nodding stiffly.


    "You''re pregnant, you should definitely get some rest. The wedding is tomorrow, and who knows how hectic it will be," Teresa said, then added, "I had the maids prepare some nourishing broth for you. You should have it before your sleep."


    "Mm," Yvonne nodded, then added, "Thank you. I appreciate the effort."


    Teresa left the room and hurried downstairs. The nourishing broth was being kept warm in the kitchen. As she carried the soup back upstairs, she ran into Mrs. James and Marcia on the staircase.