After finishing dancing, Yvonne took the coat that a servant brought over and walked to Frida Young, saying, "Mom."

Frida looked at her daughter, noticing a hint of unhappiness on her face. She patted Yvonne's hand and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Aren't you happy on your birthday? The singers you like are all here for you. My little darling, don't cry. I'll introduce you to a few business partners."

Yvonne furrowed her brows again and said, "Can I not go? I want to play with my classmates. It's always the same old faces anyway, and they keep asking this and that as soon as they see me. It's getting really annoying."

The music played softly in the hall, and Yvonne's words were only heard by Frida.

"Alright, this is something you'll have to get used to in the future as the heir of our company."

As the hosts of the event, the mother and daughter couldn't avoid mingling with the Young family's business partners, except the ones from the Arnold Corporation, even though Yvonne di