Chapter 218 A Plea for Mercy
Christina’s words were harsh, but they struck a chord. I bit my tongue, but Emily’s brows
knitted in disapproval. “Christina, watch your mouth.”
“I’m just stating facts,” she shot back, giving me a once–over with narrowed eyes. “Don’t
get too cocky. Take a good look in the mirror, and see if you measure up.”
I bristled at her words. Ever since our first run–in, Christina and I had been mixing oil and
water. I was not looking for a fight, so I pressed my lips together and turned to Emily.
“Hey, I heard the plum blossoms in grandma’s garden are in full bloom. How about we go
check them out?”
Emily, clearly over the bickering, agreed with a nod. “Ash was just saying she wanted to
see them too. Perfect timing. Let’s head out.”
As she spoke, she led Ash and me out of the hall. Christina attempted to tag along, but
Zoe blocked her path, saying, “The wintersweet in the backyard isn’t for just anyone to
admire. Grandma doesn’t take kindly to strangers bouncing around her garden. Christina,
you’d better stay here and not cause any trouble.”
“You…” Christina’s voice, filled with vexation, trailed off behind us. I did not look back.
Instead, I headed straight to the backyard with Emily.
The Youngs‘ property was expansive, with the backyard featuring decorative rockeries and
ponds. A few graceful wintersweet trees had started to bloom, their presence stark and
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Though we said we were there to see the wintersweet, I really brought Emily out to have a
heart–to–heart.
Catching a glimpse of her still–flat stomach, I turned to Emily and asked, “Haven’t you told
Liam yet?”
Emily seemed taken aback for a moment, then she gently shooed Ash away to play. She
faced me with a warm smile, “It’s not even two months yet. I’m planning to wait a bit
longer. Liam has had a lot on his plate lately. Once he’s through with this busy spell, I’ll
share the news with him.”
I nodded, my mind drifting to Sweety’s situation. I was itching to inquire about Liam’s
recent whereabouts, but after a brief pause, I ventured, “What’s been keeping Liam so
busy lately? I heard from Mr. Zachary that he usually handles the Youngs‘ overseas
businesses. Why is he still swamped after coming back home?”
Emily offered a resigned smile, “I’m not too sure myself. He’s always been this way. As for
the company, you know I don’t usually get involved.”
I bit my lip and managed a half–hearted smile, deciding not to pry further. Some things are
better left unexamined, lest they become oddities.
Emily and I were just catching up on some everyday stuff when we stumbled onto the
topic of Jack’s family. She gave me this apologetic look and said, “Yvette, I heard about
the little spat you had with Christina. I’ve already talked to her and my cousin -in–law
about it. Please don’t sweat it. My aunt’s only got Christina, so they kind of let her get
away with too much. My uncle can’t stand to reprimand her, and she’s gotten used to
throwing her weight around
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It took me a moment to remember the run–in with Christina when I was grabbing a bite
with Charlie. I just smiled and brushed it off, “No worries. I didn’t take it personally.”
She smiled, paused for a beat, and then added, “I know you’re the forgiving type and
wouldn’t dwell on it. But Iddy, he’s got your back, and I can see he’s pretty fond of you. He
might have taken the whole thing a bit more seriously.”
That’s when it clicked. Emily was not just making small talk; she had something on her
mind. I gave her a curious look and asked, “Sister–in–law, is there something on your mind
you want to share?”
It did not add up to drag Idris into a simple apology unless she was hinting at something
more. She was definitely circling around something big.
When I called her out, Emily’s smile wobbled with a touch of embarrassment. “I was
hoping you could help me with something, Yvette. We both married into the Youngs, and
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwe know all about their tangled web in Lake City. Let’s be real, saying I married into the
Youngs just for Liam’s love would make anyone raise an eyebrow. Liam’s a catch, and
there’s no shortage of girls who’d agree. In a way, we’re both hitching a ride on the
Youngs‘ coattails. Not directly, maybe, but our own families are definitely in the mix.”
She beat around the bush for a while before getting to the point. “The Youngs might just
be traders, but they’ve got their fingers in a lot of pies here in Lake City. They’ve got a
hand in who gets to wear the official’s hat, who gets shuffled around. That day Christina
got in your face, my uncle–in–law was supposed to have a chat with Iddy. But then
Christina had to go and pick a fight with you, and Iddy, well, he’s got a short fuse when it
comes to family. He dropped the whole thing with my uncle after that.”
I listened to her whole spiel without batting an eye. Idris had already filled me in on most
of it, and he had made it clear why he did not want to get involved—and it was not just
because of the spat with Christina.
I gave Emily a small smile. “I get where you’re coming from, but Idris and I aren’t as close
as you think. He doesn’t really care that much about me. Whatever happened with
Christina is small potatoes. It’s not going to change how he feels. There’s probably more
going on
between him and Jack, so I can’t really sway him for you. Honestly, I doubt he’d listen to
me anyway.”