Yvonne didn't have a mask on tonight, openly showing off her scar. The dim lighting did nothing to conceal her powerful aura. While she wore a smile on her face, her alluring red lips made people's hair stand on end, drawing attention away from her ruined flesh.

At that moment, one could call her an enchanting witch.

Kayla was caught off guard for a moment before her face darkened. "What are you doing here? I never invited you."

"Mr. Robinson did." Yvonne turned her attention to Xavier, her smile deepening. "Didn't you, Mr. Robinson?"

While Xavier had expected her to look for him, he'd never imagined that it would be now. He smiled and played along. "That's right. You're just in time for the cake, Ms. Miller."

"Thanks, but I'll have to refuse." Yvonne planted herself between the couple and passed Kayla a bag. "This is Mr. Robinson's gift to you."

Kayla was puzzled. She was already holding Xavier's present, so why was there another one? And more importantly, why was Yvonne the one passi