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Chapter 373

    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">In another private room at the club, Winona and La, after indulging their desires, felt much more at ease. They were back to being as close as sisters, sipping their wine.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Winona sipped her wine, straightened her posture, and said, “So When I tried reaching out, you were always busy. Then you stopped answering entirely. Now suddenly, here you are?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Laughed, her expression exaggerated with mock sincerity. Oh, Winona, it wasn’t me. My family didn’t want me reaching out. Forgive me this once, will you?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Winona knew perfectly well that La’s silence had been her own choice, but there was no point making an issue out of it now.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Ever since Yvette was revealed to be Cyanbird and Winona was exposed as not being Zachary’s biological daughter, everyone distanced themselves from Winona. La’s contact was a lifeline, and no matter the reason, she needed the semnce of a friend–even a superficial one.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Feigning aloofness, Winona lifted her chin. “Fine. I’ll let it slide this time. But if it happens again, we’re done. Got it?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">La concealed her disdain beneath a bright, fake smile. The two kept their facades on, chatting idly, their words as empty as the sses they held.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Finally La brought up her real reason for meeting. “Winona, have you heard? Yvette’s back in Seacrity.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">At the mere mention of Yvette, Winona’s face darkened. She smashed her wine ss to the floor, watching it shatter, red wine pooling like blood.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I know. That witch returned to town, and people went crazy over her! All she did was win some petty artpetition–does she really deserve this attention? She must’ve cheated; no way someone like her won fair and square.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">La flinched at Winona’s crazed expression. Once the city’s premier socialite, Winona now looked unhinged, far from her former self.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Besides, it was impossible to cheat in an internationalpetition like that. Not wanting to risk Winona’s temper affecting her unborn child, La soothed her friend.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Winona, don’t get so worked up. Yvette’s fifteen minutes of fame won’tst. The higher she rises, the harder she’ll fall. Just wait–it’ll alle crashing down for her soon enough. Just make sure you don’t do anything to disturb the baby.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">When Winona heard La mention the baby, she calmed down She sat back on the couch and looked at La, wondering why she suddenly brought up Yvette.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">La, feeling a bit guilty, avoided Winona’s gaze. Winona asked, “Why bring her up out of the blue? Have you seen her? What happened?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">La shifted uneasily, hiding the truth as she fabricated a story. went to see Mr. Chambers, hoping to appeal on your behalf. Surely, he’d show somepassion after all these years as father and daughter.”</font></font>


    Winona paused, a glimmer of hope crossing her face. Could the affection Zachary had shown really have been an act? She pressed La, “You pleaded for me? What did he say?”


    Hesitantly, La spun her tale further. “Mr. Chambers said it’s over between you two. He even said not to contact him and that Yvette is his only daughter now.”


    In truth, La hadn’t spoken with Zachary about Winona at all; she’d concocted the whole thing. She knew Winona and Zachary would never reconcile, and no one would ever discover her lie.


    Yvette’s arrogance needed a dose ofeuppance, and who better to deliver it than Winona?


    As La expected, Winona’s face twisted with rage. “Cut me off, will he? I’ll make him pay for that.”Property of N?)(velDr(a)ma.Org.


    Feigning concern, La poured fuel on the fire. “Winona, Mr. Chambers is so invested in Yvette now–he’s practically showered her with everything. He even remodeled the second floor of the Chambers residence into her personal space, filled with antiques worth millions.


    “And he evenmissioned a custom studio for her, something he never did for you, even when you were into painting. Isn’t it just unfair?”


    Winona clenched her fists, body trembling, a dark glint in her eyes. She sneered, her expression feral. “Tell me, if Yvette were… gone, do you think Zachary would still y favorites?”


    La froze. She’d only wanted Yvette’s reputation tarnished, but Winona’s ruthlessness exceeded her expectations. She never dared to think about anything as serious as death.


    La bit her lip, a hint of fear in her voice. “Winona, that’s dangerous. With her poprity, any harm thates to her would bring the police down on us. It’s too risky.”


    Winona smirked, looking straight at La. “You must’ve crossed Yvette somehow, or you wouldn’t be here talking about this, would you?


    Caught off guard, La floundered, but Winona continued her maniption. “Listen, Yvette holds grudges. If you’ve wronged her, she might retaliate. Don’t you think we’d be better off making the first move?”


    La hesitated, Winona’s words seeping into her thoughts. After a tense moment, she nodded, her voice shaking but resolute. “Winona, what do you want to do?”


    Sensing La’s opening, Winona touched her stomach, confidence gleaming in her eyes.


    “Yvette’s arrogant, full of herself with no real talent beyond painting and ying some worthless game. We can pay someone from the underworld. With enough money, plenty of people will take the job. Once Yvette is in our hands, she’s ours to toy with.”


    La’s face lit up with twisted excitement at the image of Yvette humiliated at their mercy. Sensing La’s wavering resolve, Winona leaned in, whispering, “La, don’t you want to ruin Yvette’s face?


    “With her gone, nothing will stand between you and bing Seacrity’s top socialite. She’s just a roadblock. Only by removing her can we have the life we deserve.”


    As though hypnotized, La nodded, her eyes zing. “You’re right, Winona. Only without Yvette can we finally live our best lives. Tell me what to do. I’m with you.”


    Winona nodded in satisfaction, leaning close to murmur her n as La’s eyes brightened, her mind already savoring the thought of Yvette’s downfall.
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