Although there was still half an hour before the meeting, the conference room was already filled with people.The doors opened, and a poorly dressed woman who looked like a lost college student entered the room as everyone looked on inquisitively.However, she headed straight toward the head of the table without saying a word. Thomas trailed behind her and softly reminded her to sit on one of the seats at the side. Yvonne ignored him and stood at the head of the table proudly, instantly causing an uproar."Who the hell is she? How dare she take Mr. Jones' place!"A loud bang instantly silenced the chatter.With both hands on the table, Yvonne leaned forward and began. "Good day, everyone. My name's Yvonne Miller, and I'm the rightful heir of Miller Jewels." Everyone was dumbfounded. The woman wearing a mask was Ms. Miller? They couldn't fathom why someone who'd studied abroad was behaving so uncultured—the complete opposite of a refined lady. Still puzzled, they turned their attention

The room became pin-drop silent as everyone gawked at Yvonne's ruined flesh, shocked."Until now, Mr. Jones has yet to give me an explanation." Yvonne gave Thomas a calm yet chilling look. "Besides, I never went overseas to study. I've been living in the countryside for the past 12 years. In fact—""Enough!" Thomas roared, effectively cutting Yvonne off. He seethed through gritted teeth. "Do you really want to embarrass our family in front of everyone here?""Our family?" Yvonne shook her head, smiling. "The Joneses are your family. You and I stopped being family a long time ago." She turned to look at the rest of the people in the room. "As all of you can see, I'm a rude, uncultured person, and not the refined lady Mr. Jones told you about."With just a few words, the story Thomas had carefully fabricated for the past 12 years came crumbling down. "However, I am a Miller, so I'm the only one who sincerely hopes that Miller Jewels stays strong. Oh, right. Another thing you should know

"I—I…" Monica stammered."None at all." Thomas cut in. "With your guidance, Yvonne will definitely bring more value to the company."Thanks to Duncan, Yvonna successfully managed to take over Miller Jewels without much trouble. Soon, the meeting ended, and everyone gradually left the room. Monica pulled Thomas aside and muttered, "When did Yvonne and Duncan get so close?""How would I know?" Thomas suppressed his anger. Today's meeting made it clear that he'd only caused trouble for himself by bringing Yvonne back from the countryside. He thought, "Today, she brought Duncan, but who knows what else she'll do tomorrow?" Yvonne had obviously made up her mind to go against him to the very end.Seeing right through Thomas, Monica sneered. "If I hadn't come at the right time, that bitch would've destroyed you. She won't go easy on you just because you're her father.""Enough! Can't you see that I'm worried enough as it is?" Thomas glared at Monica and stomped out of the conference room furi

Stephen withdrew his hand without batting an eyelid. "There's a mosquito in the room. I was trying to get rid of it."Yvonne looked at him silently. How could a blind man catch a mosquito? Nonetheless, she gave up and got up to open the door.Camille was standing outside, looking upset. "Yvonne, Mother's looking for you. She's furious, so play nice and don't make her angrier."Yvonne was confused. Why was Grandma angry again?Camille reminded her softly, "It's about Miller Jewels."Understanding immediately dawned on Yvonne. Elizabeth's intel was surprisingly fast; she must've ordered someone to keep an eye on Yvonne."Alright. I'll be out in a second." Yvonne asked Camille to go ahead and turned around to let Stephen know, but he was already standing behind her."I'm coming with you.""There's no—" Yvonne paused when she realized that she wouldn't get scolded too harshly if he were around.In the living room, Elizabeth was complaining to Hazel about Yvonne. "There have been so many is

"I'm married now, and I have Yvonne to take care of me. It wouldn't be right to continue staying here, and instead of making you mad all the time, it'd be better for the two of us to move out. We'll all get some peace and quiet this way."It was clear that Stephen was merely informing them about his decision, not asking for their permission. With that, he tugged Yvonne upstairs while Elizabeth nearly fainted from anger."Mother, please don't be angry. Hasn't Stephen made himself clear enough?" Hazel tried to calm Elizabeth down. "Yvonne may be hideous, but she sure has a way with men."Only with blind men.Hazel was surprised to see a fragile-looking woman like Yvonna have the courage to stand up against someone like Elizabeth. Hazel's bright red lips curled upward, and she thought, "Things are starting to get interesting!"Camille stared upward silently. She wanted to see Yvonne suffer, but she'd never expected Stephen to protect her so fiercely."Oh, Lord! I would've never agreed to

As they drove away from Anderson Mansion, Yvonne turned around to face forward. Stephen already had both eyes closed and was resting. She gave up grilling him for answers and began rummaging through the bag Camille had given her, pulling out ten pouches of medication. Opening one of them, she pinched some of its contents and brought it to her nose. Sniffing, she realized it contained finely ground aconite, which would have normally been difficult for anyone to notice. This time, it seemed to have more aconite than before. Yvonne frowned. Camille must have devised a plan after hearing that Stephen was moving out.If Stephen were to die in his private villa, Camille would be able to frame Yvonne, making her the perfect scapegoat.Yvonne clicked her tongue in disapproval. She was equally unlucky to have a mother-in-law like Camille.She closed the pouch and patted Julian's shoulder. "Find a garbage can for me up ahead. I need to get rid of some trash."Julian nodded and pulled over. Whe

Yvonne narrowed her eyes at Julian. "So you know who it is?"Julian lowered his eyes and replied seriously, "Just pretend you never saw that car.""Huh?" Yvonne watched Julian turn around to leave, puzzled. Fine, if they were going to be so secretive, she might as well give up asking them.…Yvonne and Stephen had more freedom at home than at Anderson Mansion. They weren't forced to sleep in the same room anymore, so Stephen had Tabitha clean the room next to his for Yvonne.While Tabitha was scratching her head over his decision to sleep in separate rooms, Yvonne was already dragging her things over to the other room gleefully."Thanks, Mr. Anderson!" She'd been waiting for this forever! Staring at Stephen's stoic face for 24 hours a day had been nothing short of a bore.Stephen was standing by his bedroom door when he heard her springy steps dart away, and his frown deepened instantly. It was easy to tell how eager Yvonna was to stay away from him."Hmph! Having a woman around is tro

The next morning, Stephen was in the middle of having breakfast when Yvonne went downstairs after getting dressed.Tabitha greeted her warmly. "You're up early too, Madam! Come have breakfast.""Sure, I'll just have something light." Yvonne sat across from Stephen. He was wearing his earphones, so she sat quietly without interrupting him."Don't you know how to greet people in the morning?" Stephen asked unhappily, without lifting his head.Yvonne stared at him dumbly. Did he really think he was a king? Conscious of Tabitha's presence, Yvonne explained with a smile. "I didn't want to bother you.""You're listening to financial news with your earphones. Why would she bother you?" Tabitha pushed a glass of warm milk into Yvonne's hand and admonished Stephen. "Can't you greet her first instead?"Stephen frowned. How did Yvonne win Tabitha over in just one night?Seeing Stephen dejected made Yvonne grin. "Mrs. Lopez, don't blame Stephen. I'll make sure to greet him first from now on.""Don

Half an hour later, someone knocked on Yvonne's door. She closed the folder she was holding. "Come in."A middle-aged man entered her office, walked up to her desk, and sat down arrogantly. "You were looking for me?"Yvonne looked at the man, whose face bore an uncanny resemblance to Thomas, and her lips curled slightly upward. "Now that I think about it, you're technically my uncle."Right after Thomas took over Miller Jewels, he hired his older brother, Patrick Jones, to fill a position in the company's most lucrative division: procurement. In less than two years, Patrick became the head of the department, making big bucks."Forget about it. We Joneses can't compare to you." Patrick leaned back in his seat and sneered at Yvonne.Thomas had warned his brother to be careful around Yvonne, but Patrick merely thought Thomas was being a coward. So what if Yvonne took over the company? The two of them had already sucked it dry. There was no way a little girl like her could find anything to

"I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, I won't ask our organization for help unless I'm really in a pinch." Yvonne stared out the floor-to-ceiling windows. "Gwen, we've known each other for a long time, and I think of you as my own sister. You of all people should understand why I had to take Miller Jewels back."The other end of the call was silent. Eventually, Gwen gave in reluctantly and sighed. "Fine. I'll look into it." Suddenly, she remembered something. "That madam's got people looking for you again. Are you sure you don't want to take the job?"Yvonne hummed. "I don't have the time right now. Besides, she's too weird. How am I supposed to accept the job if she doesn't give me any information?"The "madam" they were talking about was a mysterious woman. She really couldn't blame Yvonne for declining her request if she lacked even the most basic faith in Yvonne. After all, she had specifically asked for Yvonne to do a job for her but had yet to provide any information.A