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Yolanda was indeed picking out scar studs for lan, this tgoing for a pair with a cold, sharp style-just

his vibe.

As she slowly sifted through the choices, a shadow crept over her. “What are you looking at?”

Startled by his voice, she looked up.

Joelle Monroe's already back, and lan’s actually htonight? Did | not keep him satisfied last night?‘ she

wondered.

Instinctively, she swiped up, changing the page to men’s necklaces.

Charles reached out, sifted through the options, and paused at a couple’s necklace. “This one’s pretty good.”

Yolanda, oblivious to the romantic meaning, just nodded. “Yeah, it's okay.”

Then she skipped past it, planning to buy it later for lan without Charles knowing.

Charles watched her scroll past it and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

He glanced at the serious look on her face-she really didn’t look like she wanted to buy it at all.

He looked down, then swiped the page back. “You don’t like it?”

“I do,” Yolanda replied, turning to stare at him, her brow creasing. “Babe, do you need something else?”

Charles felt like he was choking on a fire.

But he couldn't be bothered to argue over this kind of thing. He didn’t want to look petty or like he was throwing

a fit.

He sighed, leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to her cheek. “Have you heard any rumors lately?”

With all the hype around Joelle’s comeback, there's no way Yolanda hadn't caught wind of it.

Yolanda finally realized what he was getting at, exited the shopping page, and opened Twitter. “You mean all the

stuff they're trash-talking about me? Whatever, | seriously don’t care,” she replied, totally unfazed.

Charles's face turned even stormier. Without saying a word, he got up and marched upstairs-probably off to bury

himself in work.

Yolanda blinked, ‘Seriously, what's got his panties in a twist? She had absolutely no idea why he was acting like

that.

She reopened the shoppingand bought the ear studs she liked, plus that couple’s necklace.

‘lan and | have never tried matching accessories before. It'll probably make that pup so happy!‘ she thought to

herself.

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Just imagining it made her lips curl into a smile.

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The servants had just brought out the food, and Yolanda was about to sit down when she saw Charles hurriedly

coming downstairs, his voice cool and steady. “Cwithto the Sinclair family home. Something's happened

to Renee.”

Yolanda’s lashes fluttered. She obediently got up and hurried after him.

When they got to the Sinclair family house, Yolanda could hear May sobbing, while a shrink tried to calm her

down.

Renee had tried to throw herself off the balcony again tonight. All this week, she’d been wailing and screaming

upstairs, making it impossible for anyone to sleep.

May looked like she was about to crack. The moment she saw Charles, her tears flooded out, and there were

bloody scratch marks all over her cheeks.

Charles turned to Jasper Clark. “Escort her to the rehab center.”

May looked like she was about to protest, but the piercing screams from upstairs made her swallow her words,

lips pressed tight as she fought back more tears.

If this went on, everyone in the house would be on the verge of a breakdown.

Soon, Renee was dragged downstairs by two bodyguards, flailing like she was completely out of her mind.

“Blake would never abandon me! | want Blake!” she wailed, her voice ragged.

“Give Blake back to me! Bring him back! Bring him back!” she cried, almost hysterical.

“Don’t kill me, please, I'm begging you, don’t kill me...!” Renee screamed, her eyes wild with terror.

Those two lines were all she kept repeating lately, right before the bodyguards forcibly bundled her into the

car.

Yolanda saw Renee’s shoe lying outside the car window. She rushed over, grabbed it, and handed it back to her

through the open window.

Renee looked totally lost, her eyes blank. The bodyguards were shutting the car door and someone was up front

ready to drive.

After making sure nobody was listening, Yolanda slowly said, “Blake said he'd rather have never seen you in his

whole life.”

Shock flashed through Renee’s dazed eyes. She went wild, trying to shove her way out the window at Yolanda.

“Kill you! Ill kill you!” she screamed, her voice nearly breaking with rage.

To everyone else, it just looked like she was losing it again.

Yolanda almost got caught up in the mess, until Charles yanked her arm back at the last second.

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“Why're you getting that close? What if you end up hurt?” he grumbled, a flash of worry in his eyes.

“I'm alright, babe, | was just returning Renee’s shoe, Yolanda said, still cool and collected.

Renee was practically hanging halfway out the car window, her face twisted in rage as she glared at everyone

outside. “I'll kill you! You all deserve to die! Bring Blake back to me-every last one of you should burnt

Yolanda shrank into Charles's chest, clinging to him without thinking.

Charles slipped an arm around her shoulders. “Con, let's get in the car.

They got into a different car than Renee, both vehicles heading straight for the rehab center.

May was riding in the scar as Yolanda, and as soon as she saw her, her face soured. “Honestly, you've

totally cursed our family. If you hadn't married Charles, Renee would've never ended up like this.”

May looked exhausted, massaging her temples. “Charles, your dad hasn't chin forever, and he won't

even answer his phone. | don’t think he’s ever coming back. Just hurry up and give your grandfather a

grandchild, will you?”

Even though Dylan never comes home, he’s still in charge of all the Sinclair Group's overseas stuff. The guy

pretty much calls the shots.

Charles lowered his eyes, his face stayed soft, but nobody could ever tell what was actually going on in his head.

“Okay,” he replied quietly.

The car stopped outside the rehab center-one that belonged to the Sinclair family, staffed with nothing but

seasoned pros.

The staff wasted no time; soon Renee was being led inside.

May hesitated a moment, but forced herself to be firm. “You need to keep a close eye on her, alright? She broke

her leg not long ago and really needs rest.”

“Don’t worry, Mrs. Sinclair. We'll make sure she’s safe,” promised one of the staff.

After everything she'd been through, May was totally spent. Handing Renee over, at least, let her breathe a little

easier.

Yolanda stared at the rehab center-it looked more like lockdown than a place to recover. They could dress it up

as “care” all they wanted, but really, it was just to keep her under surveillance. If Renee kept crossing paths with

strangers here, she’d only spiral further. Honestly, it was just a ticking tbomb before she went full-on

mental.

‘Joey, you can finally rest in peace,’ Yolanda thought.

Yolanda lowered her gaze as Charles pulled her close, his arm settling around her shoulders. “Let's head back.”

“Yeah...” Yolanda murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

On the way back, May insisted on taking a separate car. She grabbed Charles's hand, her voice low and urgent.

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“Charles, you really need to plan ahead. The spot of Sinclair heir should be yours and yours alone.”

Charles offered a reassuring smile and patted her hand. “Just take care of yourself, okay? And quit digging into

Dad's past. All these years and you've got nothing-it just means they've covered their tracks. I'm betting they've

switched names by now.”

For a second, May's face contorted with rage before a stabbing headache hit and she pressed a hand to her

temple.

All this stress lately was really doing her in.

“That woman's brat was studying at Beloris University back then. | went out of my way to mess up his academic

record, but after that, he disappeared. | combed all of Beloris and couldn't find a shred of info. He must've taken

on a whole new identity,” she muttered through clenched teeth.

After all his digging, Charles had cup with only one lead-lan Sinclair, the student who'd been expelled.

But just like May said, everyone in Beloris with that nwas someone else entirely-not the one they were after.

Plus, every single photo had been wiped from existence. Dylan really pulled out all the stops covering for his

secret son.

Charles felt nothing inside. “Mom, just get in the car. Back then, Dad never took that woman seriously-it was just

a fling to him.”

All that supposed pity now? Purely the kind of late-arriving guilt men get. If Dylan had ever truly loved her, he

wouldn't have lied from the start. He was already engaged, May was pregnant, and he was stringing both along-

one with status, one just a regular beauty, the clingy type who worshiped him.

Dylan tried to have his cake and eat it too, but slipped up and got exposed by the Yates family, forcing him to cut

everything off ASAP.

He even handed her off to one of his guys, and the Yates family bought it, thinking she was just his subordinate’s

girl now.

The Yates family was ruthless-they actually forced Dylan to watch her sleep with his own subordinate, just to

make sure he'd finally be done with her for good.

No one ever really cared about what happened to her. As for her fate later on? Nobody truly knows. Maybe Dylan

actually tried to find her again-who can say?

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