The next evening, Yvonne had finished a meeting and was about to leave work on time. She left the meeting room to see Ella standing there, waiting for her.

Yvonne felt a little helpless. When would this shitshow end?

Ella walked over to Yvonne with hostility in her eyes. "Great-Grandma Agatha and Otto fought again last night. She's really going to take back Otto's management rights.

"Is this the result you wanted to see? Yvonne, can you leave Otto alone? You will only hurt him!"

Yvonne was rather speechless. "Ms. Ferguson, do you really think that Mr. Carrington argued with Mrs. Carrington Senior because of me?"

"Why else? Otto would never do this to Great-Grandma Agatha. He—"

"It looks like you really don't understand Mr. Carrington at all."

Yvonne crossed her arms around her chest. "Even without me, Mr. Carrington would still quarrel with Mrs. Carrington Senior. He isn't doing this for me. He's doing this for himself."

Ella was confused. "What do you mean by that?"

"If you