Shannon was on the phone, sounding furious. “I never imagined Daphne would be so disgraceful. She’s not even as good as Yvette. At least Yvette stayed with us for three years without causing any trouble.” For three years, Yvette had either cared for the Lane family or stayed alone at home. She had hardly known any men.
Xavier listened to Shannon’s complaints for a long time before speaking. “Mom, I just found out that Daphne wasn’t the one who saved you back then.”
Shannon was stunned. She asked, “Then, who was it?”
“It was Yvette.” Xavier proceeded to tell her everything he had uncovered.
Shannon, who was in Lane Mansion, looked conflicted. “Why didn’t Yvette ever mention something so important?”
“Maybe she thought it was insignificant, and she didn’t know initially that Daphne had taken her place.”
Shannon fell silent. Looking at the photo of the two socialites on the table, she felt guilty about her past actions toward Yvette.
“You should bring her home for dinner tomorrow,” she suggested.
“She’s gone.” Saying these two words drained him of all his strength.
“Gone? Where did she go?” Shannon asked, puzzled.
“I don’t know. I’m hanging up if there’s nothing else.” Xavier didn’t want to discuss Yvette leaving any further.
After ending the call, he rubbed his throbbing temples, looking out at the falling snow that showed no signs of stopping.
Shannon had intended to tell him about Jeremiah, but now it seemed best to keep quiet for the night.
A sleepless night ensued for Xavier.
The next morning, he didn’t go to the office. He continued searching for Yvette, but unfortunately, there was still no trace of her.
The people tracking Claude reported that he had returned to Asnea.
As Xavier listened to the report, he felt increasingly agitated.
These past few days, he appeared calm on the surface, but only he knew how much he had become obsessed.
Yvette had run away again-this time right under his nose! Xavier kept pondering over the meaning of the letter she had written to him, but there was no one to provide him with answers.
A week later, Tristan received the results of the paternity test at Bay Villa. Looking at the verdict about the lack of a biological relationship, he felt a deep, inexplicable sense of disappointment.
He glanced at Zachary, who was sitting beside him playing on the computer. Despite not being his own son, why did he feel so familiar, as if he had known him for ages? Zachary was aware that the results were out today.
“Mr. Tristan, I’m sorry for troubling you these past few days,” he said, finishing the milk Tristan had just poured for him.
Tristan looked at him thoughtfully. “Why do I feel like you resemble someone more and more?”
Zachary’s eyes narrowed slightly, then quickly made his expression neutral as he turned his attention back to the computer. “People have similarities,” he replied calmly. Tristan withdrew his gaze, deciding not to speculate further. “Can you now tell me why you messed with me in the first place?” he asked.
Zachary continued clicking on the
keyboard. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he answered, his unyielding demeanor resembling Xavier’s. Back in the day, Xavier had used such shameless tactics against other companies too.
Tristan suddenly froze. He had just felt like Zachary resembled someone and now he
remembered-it was like Xavier when he had been young. Since they had grown up together, Tristan still vaguely recalled Xavier’s arrogant demeanor as a child.
Even though he thought this, Tristan didn’t tell Xavier for fear of causing another misunderstanding.
Kiki thought that Xavier would have given up tracking her after a week. Little did she know, just as she arrived at Bay Villa, the people following her had already informed Xavier.
He called Kiki to have her pick Zachary up.
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