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The more Michelle thought about it, the more indignant she was. However, there was nothing she could do. Bawling
was the only way for her to vent right now.
Yale was irritated and was going to ask his men to get Michelle out when his phone buzzed. He received a photo of
a man’s blurry side profile.
Yale could recognize at a glance that it was Marcus!
He then received a text.
[Marcus is in Centrolis.]
A vicious glint flashed in Yale’s eyes.
It made sense. William was doomed, so Marcus could no longer stay in Jangasas. He had to find ways to survive.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCentrolis was his best choice since Yale was there.
Yale smirked and looked thoughtful as he kept his eyes on his phone. His plan of swapping the real heir with the
impersonator did not get to be executed previously, and now that Marcus was here again, the heavens were giving
him another chance!
He must not miss this again. He had to use this perfect timing to eliminate Zephyr and make Marcus his pawn.
As for Michelle, she was a nuisance. He would let Marcus deal with her!
While Yale made his plan, he cracked a sinister smirk and stepped closer to Michelle.
“Ms. Carmichael, stop crying. It’s no use crying with what’s already happened!”
Michelle stopped crying and looked up at him.
Yale snickered. “If you really want to be famous, it’s useless to simply depend on me!”
“What?”
“You’ve got to hook up with Zephyr!”
Michelle froze before she shook her head fervently.
“No, no way! Mr. Zephyr only has his wife in his mind! I’ve gotten a taste of what he can do!”
“Hah, that’s only for show!”
Yale inched closer to her.
The man was almost pale as a sheet. His thin shoulders propped his large shirt up like a hanger. There was a
sinister sense in his gaze when he smiled, making one feel like they had seen a ghost when they looked at him.
“Michelle, think about it,” he said in a strange tone. “Was it in an event when you tried to flirt with him? Were there
plenty of eyes watching you?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMichelle stayed silent and nodded lightly.
“Hah, Zephyr’s the best at putting up a show! Of course, he has to act like he loves his wife to bits in front of others!
That’s how he earns everyone’s favor!”
Michelle stared at him skeptically. Thinking about it, what Yale said seemed to make sense.
These rich heirs liked giving themselves some kind of labels or titles. The reputation of a good husband, especially,
was a crowd-pleaser. By establishing his own image, it would be much easier to fight for the family assets in the
future. It seemed that Cordelia was not as lucky. She was just Zephyr’s tool in fighting for power and interests.
Yale lowered his voice. “Michelle, no man in this world doesn’t cheat! You wouldn’t think that Zephyr’s a saint, would
you?”
“But Mr. Yale, we… We’ve fallen out because of what happened last time. Could I possibly get close to Mr. Z again?”
Yale beamed widely upon seeing that the fish had taken his bait.
He patted Michelle’s shoulder and promised confidently, “Don’t worry. Zephyr and I are family, no matter how we
fight! It’s easy for me to meet him…
“I’ll call you along when we meet the next time, but it’s up to you how you hook up with him then, understand?”
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