"What? Why would he do that? What did we ever do to offend him?" Mrs. Yeaton was also shocked and incredulous.


    "And I actually treated him like a future son-inw. To think he''d betray me like this!" Rnd''s chest heaved. All the respect and ttery he had shownn now turned to hatred and fury.


    Thinking back,n had helped him go public and then with overseas investments. Every step now seemed like a carefullyid trap, his grand design from the very beginning, all to bankrupt Yeaton Holdings.


    "How could it be Mr. Goodwin? Isn''t he with Vanessa-" Mrs. Yeaton''s eyes shed with intense anger. "Was it that wretched girl Vanessa who told him to do this?"


    Only then did Rnd think of that daughter, his illegitimate one, the person who had connected the Yeatons withn.


    Rnd grabbed his coat and stormed out. He had to go find out what kind of grudge his illegitimate daughter had withn. If they could resolve it, mayben would let them off the hook.


    Behind him, Mrs. Yeaton stomped her foot and cursed, "Oh, what a jinx! To bring such a disaster upon our family!"


    "Mom! What''s wrong?"


    "Faye, hurry and drive your father. He''s been drinking tonight." Mrs. Yeaton pushed her daughter, who had juste downstairs, toward the door.


    Faye hurried to the garage and saw her father getting into the car. She ran over and stopped him. "Dad, wherever you''re going, I''ll drive you. You''ve been drinking."


    Rnd opened the back door. "To Vanessa''s house."


    Seeing her father''s usatory expression, Faye immediately said, "Alright, I''ll take you."


    In contrast to the situation at the Yeaton residence, Vanessa''s vi was brightly lit and quiet.


    She was sitting on a sofa on the second floor, a dozen jewelry boxes spread out before her, containing all the jewels she had acquired over the years.


    Under the lights, there were


    sparkling diamonds, brilliant gemstones, and top-grade pearls, each piece priceless on the market. After the copse of Yeaton Holdings, apart from the fifty million in her bank ount, these were the only spoils she had left.


    Tonight, she felt uneasy, and only these trophies from her past could give her a sense of security.


    She picked up a diamond bracelet. Henry had given it to her for her birthday one year. It was a limited edition, and Henry had paid a premium to get it. At the time, she had been so moved she cried.


    She still remembered Henry''s deep, devoted eyes. Butpared ton, a true mountain of gold, Henry, who had yet to inherit his family''s fortune,cked the same appeal.


    She put down the diamond bracelet and her gaze fell on severalrger, more ornate velvet boxes next to it. Insidey her real source of confidence-six sets of jewelry fromn.


    She picked up a rare emerald ne, its stones like the deep eyes of a forest, a symbol of status and wealth.


    Each of these six sets was worth tens of millions, with a total value of two hundred and eighty million.


    They hadn''t been willingly given byn. Rather, they were trophies she had painstakingly schemed for, using both hard and soft tactics.


    It had been for her first solo concert


    in the country, an event she had


    prepared for over a year. To showcase her extraordinary charm, she had spared no expense and didn''t want to seem cheap when it came to her jewelry.


    After picking out six diamond sets, she kept pesteringn to pay for them at his office, during his business trips, even at dinners. She remembered the day he finally said yes. He was swamped with work, and after she''d shamelessly begged hira once more, he stayed quiet for a few seconds before coolly telling his assistant, Gavin, "Go handle it."


    No extra words, as if he were shooing away a pest, his expression one of detached


    annoyance, wanting only to resolve the trouble quickly.


    But in the end, the six priceless nes were delivered to her.