Yvonne slowly finished her dessert and then snickered. "Ms. Clarke, you're from a family of scholars. Don't you have a brain?"

Ariel frowned a little. "What do you mean?"

Yvonne leaned back and crossed her legs, looking relaxed yet a little domineering.

"The womb is ours, and a baby grows in the womb. Women have the right to give birth to children if they please. Why can't we just have children for our own sake?"

Yvonne tutted, pretending to be troubled, and said, "Unless you think that wombs also belong to men? That women exist only to produce children for men?"

Then, Yvonne pretended as though a thought had suddenly occurred to her. She smiled. "I almost forgot. You chose to get your tubes tied because of a man. Now I understand why you would say something like that."

"You b—" Ariel suppressed her anger, and her ears burned bright red.

She uttered through gritted teeth, "Yvonne, you have nothing to be smug about. Don't think that you've won just because Stephen might pay more