Meanwhile, at the Lake Victoria Vi, in Tara’srge living room illuminated by bright crystal chandeliers,
Tara could be seen in a swanky dress. She sat gracefully on the sofa with a ss of wine in her hand.
Sonia was sitting next to her and anxiously darting her eyes across the room. As expected of the most
iconic vi in Westchester City, every nook and cranny seemed like something out of a painting, exuding
fine elegance and tasteful architecture. Although Sonia was someone who was born with a golden spoon
in her mouth, she was still amazed by the decor.
The Rosses lived in an affluent area where the plot ofnd was priced significantly, but the houses were
on the older end. Meanwhile, there were only ten sparse units in Lake Victoria. These properties were
something that money could not buy. Tara read every hint of envy in Sonia’s eyes, and she smiled.
“Sonia, Odell gave me this wine a long time ago, and I never had time to try it. Give it a sip. It should
taste divine.” Sonia could smell the wine from miles away. She epted the invitation and picked up a
ss of red wine to take a sip. She remarked, “Tara, this wine must be very expensive.” “I don’t know
either. Odell brought it, so I drank it.” Sonia nced at thebel on the wine bottle. It was bottled in 1992.
She felt a burst of jealousy sprout in her mind.
Tara was not that much more beautiful than her and came from a simr background, but how did she
get to live such a pampered life? –
The thought of her fate made her sullen. Sensing this, Tara asked, “Sonia, what’s wrong with you? Have
things been going well for you recently?” Sonia snorted. “It’s because of that bitch Sylvia. Who else?”
Tara feigned ignorance and enquired, “What about her?” “She made Tristan go on a hunger strike to
corner his parents into letting him live with Sylvia!”
“What? How did that happen? What did your parents say about that?” “Mom and Dad are furious. Dad
called Uncle Ledger a few times as well. Both Uncle and Aunty Ledger were so infuriated that they were
this close to fainting. Still, there’s nothing they can do if Tristan wants to live with Sylvia so desperately.”
“Geez, how could she make Tristan do something so terrible?” Tara reflected with a sentimental sigh.
“She’s shameless! Even though she’s already divorced with children, she still wants to marry Tristan!”
Sonia was so furious that she didn’t even want to drink anymore. She set the ss of wine down and
said to Tara, “Tara, I have been losing sleep for several days. Please help me think of something. I don’t
want Tristan to marry her!” Tara grimaced and said with a hesitant look, “I do have an idea, but it feels
kind of wrong.” Sonia pressed the matter. “Come on. Anything is fine as long as it means that Tristan
won’t marry her!” “Okay,” Tara said, “Sylvia has lived a rough life and is just trying to find a good man to
settle down with. At the end of the day, she is the daughter of your family. Why not convince your parents
to take charge and find her a good husband? Once she marries the right person for her, Tristan won’t
have to marry her.” Sonia perked up with joy the moment she heard this suggestion. She rose up. “Yes,
I’ll go back and discuss it with my parents!”
Tara quickly followed up, “Sonia, I was just throwing around ideas. We need to make sure Sylvia is up for
it first.” “Hmph, she’ll have to agree to it even if she doesn’t want to.” With that, she urgently trotted
outside. Tara looked at her strutting away so quickly and grinned capriciously while muttering to herself,
“Sylvia, I’ve been nice enough to pair you with Tristan, but since you’re not going to y nice, I won’t
hold back either.”
The next day, when Sylvia was hard at work, she received good news from Sherry. Sherry had dug up
everything including Alister’s current residence, her family’s address, and even further details
considering her parents. She left behind a final message. “Sylvia, here’s what I managed to dig up. See if
there is anything else you might need.” Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.