After bidding farewell to Jordan Yale and Zoila Mooney, Zachary Leinster led Yvonne Taylor to an empty corner.
Only then did Yvonne realize that her heart was beating faster. Facing this man who was much more mature than her, she was so nervous.
The man did not say a word, nor did Yvonne.
Just as they was about to turn, the man suddenly took a step forward and forced her into the corner!
"Zachary Leinster…" Yvonne spoke in panic.
Zachary's handsome face suddenly enlarged in the girl's eyes, and his warm and sweet breath spread on her cheeks.
"What's wrong?" He chuckled and said, "you're not calling me Mr. Leinster anymore?"
Lifting the girl's chin with his slender fingers, Zachary propped his other hand against the wall behind her.
Then he looked down from above, and there was a very aggressive male hormones coming from him.
Yvonne pursed her red lips and stared at him.
"Are you afraid?
"Didn't you say you like me?
"Or you just lied to them."
Yvonne immediately pushed him away and exclaimed, "No!"
"I didn't lie!" She thought.
She stared at Zachary with her beautiful eyes, which were full of sincerity.
However, she could not tell him that she had been reborn.
"Then..."
Zachary was lost in thought as he pursed his thin lips.
"Give me a kiss?"
"You..."
"You wily old fox." Yvonne thought.
Her face instantly turned red as she muttered, "I, I'm going to buy my father a birthday present today. I'm not going to mess with you anymore."
After that, she quickly slipped out of the man's armpit and trotted all the way.
Looking at her panic-stricken back, Zachary curled up his lips into a smile.
"That's what she looks like when she's shy." He thought.
"Hey!"
At this moment, the girl who had just run out suddenly turned back.
"Zachary Leinster."
"Hmm?"
Yvonne blushed again as she looked at Zachary. "You can't fall in love with anyone else!" She murmured.
Then she ran back, stood on tiptoe, held Zachary's handsome face, and kissed him on the corner of his mouth.
"You're mine!"
After that, she blushed to the roots of her ears and ran away quickly.
"Good heavens!
"What happened just now?
"Did I kiss my father's business rival?" She thought.
Yvonne felt that her heart was about to jump out of her chest. How could this man
be so sexy? It was just a kiss... She was now so excited that her legs went limp...
Yvonne's heart palpitated.
It turned out that the feeling of rebirth was so wonderful.
The next night…
The Taylor Family's villa was hullabaloo.
It was Frank Taylor's birthday today. In addition to his relatives, he had invited some celebrities in Hiltonan to his birthday party.
Sarah Mooney had already started preparing for the birthday banquet a month ago. Yesterday, she had annoyed Frank, and now, she was even more attentive, trying to save some of his favor for her.
Of course, Zoila Mooney would not slack off. The mother and daughter would try their best to show off at the birthday party. Besides, they expected Yvonne to make a fool of herself and ruin her reputation in front of the celebrities of Hiltonan.
At half past six in the afternoon, the birthday party began.
At this moment, the Taylor Family's villa was decorated with lanterns and streamers.
The hall was full of elites from all walks of life in gorgeous clothes and perfumed
hair. They drank frequently as they talked to each other.
Today, Zoila was wearing a Valentino haute couture dress, while Sarah was wearing a classical cheongsam. Both the mother and daughter were slim and beautiful.
They stood beside Frank Taylor, who had been well taken care of. Although everyone knew that Zoila was not his biological daughter, they couldn't help but envy her filial and obedient appearance.
"Mr. Taylor, your wife and daughter are so beautiful. What a blessing!"
"That's right. The young Miss Taylor is an excellent student, and she has always been the best in the circle!"
"It would be great if only my child could be half as good as the young Miss Taylor."
"Don't flatter me." Frank replied and thanked his guests. While doing this, he kept subconsciously looking in the direction of the villa's gate.
It was clear that he was waiting for another person.
A week ago, Yvonne had argued with him and threatened him that she would not attend his birthday party if Zoila were here. However, she had taken the initiative to hug him at noon yesterday and maybe she would come.
Sarah, who was dressed in a black cheongsam, could tell what he was thinking. She walked over with a glass of liquor in her hand.
"Frank, the birthday party has begun for a while. Where has Yvonne gone?" Frank's face darkened and he did not answer.
Sarah wanted to take this opportunity to fight back, so she said subconsciously, "She went out early in the morning. I told her not to forget today is your birthday. It seems that she has forgotten about it while enjoying herself outside…"
Her voice was neither loud nor low, just enough to be heard by several of Frank's partners around him.
Everyone was talking about it.
"It's her father's birthday, but she was not here. It's a pity that Frank treats his daughter so well."
"That's right. A stepmother like Ms. Taylor is good enough. She's going too far!"
"I heard that elder Miss Taylor has a bad temper, and she did a lot of things that fit the identity of a bad young lady. She is also very poor at studying and has been in college for more than a dozen subjects in a year! If she were my biological daughter, I might as well cut off the relationship with her. Anyway, the young Miss Tong is so excellent."
As soon as Yvonne entered the door, she heard several people at the door talking about her in this way.
She pursed her lips and pushed open the entire golden door.
In the other guests' eyes, the girl was glittering in her golden dress like a goddess king from the heaven, domineering and dazzling.
"Who said I won't come today?"
...
Yvonne was wearing a golden, glittering dress today, which reached her thighs, dazzling but not exaggerated.
Zoila was dressed in a Valentino dress, which was worth tens of thousands but seemed like her mother's style. Compared with her, Yvonne looked more lovely and lively.
Yvonne used to dress herself maturely in her previous life and cover up her original brilliance. In fact, she was much more beautiful than Zoila and her beauty was even well -known in Hiltonan. In her previous life. Today, she had taken off her high heels and selected delicate Marry Jane shoes. The moment she entered the room like a peerless famous figure coming out of a movie, she attracted everyone's attention.
"This is... Yvonne?"
Yvonne coldly glanced at the few people before arrogantly passing by.
Frank Taylor was overjoyed because he didn't expect that Yvonne would come.
"Yvonne, you're finally here!"
"I'm sorry, Dad. I was busy before, so I was late."
Everyone else was dumbfounded!
"Wasn't the eldest daughter of the Taylor Family a notorious problematic girl? Who was this graceful and polite beauty in front of us?" They thought.
"Miss Taylor, I've heard so much about you." Immediately, someone with sharp eyes came up to chat with her.
"You flatter me, Uncle Lee. You're the best master of venture capital in Hiltonan, and I'd like to propose a toast to you." Yvonne, who had never disdained this kind of occasion in the past, had surprised everyone by her sudden appearance just now. Not only did she show up, but she even helped her father to greet all the guests. She picked up a glass of red wine and drank it all, showing enough respect to the other party!
She was polite and skillful, which made Zoila, who was of the same age, look like a child who had seen little of the world.
Everyone was amazed and acclaimed that there was no laggard among the children of a talented men. They totally forgot about the mother and daughter from the Mooney Group.
Sarah had been silent for a long time, and her face gradually darkened.
She couldn't take it lying down. Seeing that the time was ripe, she immediately signaled to Zoila.
"Frank, Zoila personally embroidered a large picture of longevity as your birthday gift."
After that, Sarah looked at Zoila, who was next to her, and said, "Zoila, take it out and show it to our guests."
Knowing that this was an opportunity for her to turn the table, Zoila held back her anger, took out a scroll from behind her, and unfolded it.
"Wow—"
Everyone was shocked.
As the scroll was gradually unfolded, seven peonies appeared with a few butterflies fluttering on them. The whole picture was elegant with exquisite embroidery, showing that Zoila had done a lot of hard work.
"This embroidery skill is quite good!"
"The butterfly and the peony represent the harmony and happiness of family... What a filial girl!"
The crowd now had a completely new appraisal of Zoila. Enjoying everyone's praise, Zoila looked at Frank with expectation, looking forward to his response.
"Beautiful, very beautiful." Frank was obviously very happy as he patted Zoila's shoulder.
"You are considerate."
"This is what Zoila should do."
Frank shook his head and said with a smile, "Zoila, you're about to start school soon and there's still a lot of things to prepare for. It would be better for you to say 'happy birthday' to me rather than waste your time on this. Remember it next time."
Zoila nodded.
At the same time, Sarah saw Yvonne's empty hands and had an idea all of a sudden.
"Yvonne, you likes new things and are much more fashionable than your sister. You must have prepared a birthday present for your father with great efforts, right? Take it out and let us have a look."
When Sarah called out Yvonne, she was tasting champagne and was obviously not ready yet.
Seeing that she wasn't prepared for anything, Sarah was almost overjoyed.
Sure enough, she didn't guess wrong. Yvonne didn't take the gift with her.
Frank also saw it and immediately helped her daughter out. "Yvonne has been a lot more sensible recently. I'm so happy and it is the best birthday present," he said.
Yvonne merely smiled and casually placed the champagne glass on the waiter's tray.
Then she gave a few words to the waiter before walking towards Sarah.
"Ms. Mooney, why are you in such a hurry?"
While speaking, Yvonne checked her watch and then looked at a few well-trained
waiters in suits who came in from the door. They seemed to be the high-level senior account managers who specialized in delivering goods. Yvonne pouted her lips and said, "Here they come."
Yvonne had actually prepared a gift!
Moreover, it was likely that she was not being perfunctory.
Sarah pursed her thin lips tightly while staring coldly at the men in suits standing at the door.
Yvonne took a dark blue gift box from them.
"Dad, I'm not as skillful as Zoila, but the patterns on this tie were designed and customized by me. I hope you like it."
Frank was flattered. He had never expected that his problem daughter would be so filial.
Even if she picked up a stone from the outside and gave it to him, he would be very happy, not to mention that it was a custom-made gift.
"Yvonne, this... you really pleased me. Thank you!"
"Don't say that, Dad. We're a family. Open the box and have a look. Do you like it?"
Frank immediately opened the box, and everyone saw a cleverly-designed, elegant and deep-blue tie, which was obviously of high quality.
Someone immediately recognized it.
"Wow, isn't this the unique European high-end custom-made brand in Hiltonan Building?"
"Yes, I went to the store to pick out gifts, but they didn't receive me unless I was a VIP. Miss Taylor is indeed the top socialite in Hiltonan!"
Moreover, this was not an ordinary tie, but a tie with Frank's name secretly and exquisitely engraved at one end, showing it was custom-made and the owner must have prominent identity.
In contrast, Zoila's gift was a little childish.
Zoila was fuming with anger. "How long has it been! Everyone's attention has been focused on that bitch, Yvonne!" She cursed silently.
Trembling with anger, she crazily winked at her mother. There was a hint of conspiracy flashing in Sarah's eyes, and she seized this good opportunity.
"Yvonne, this brand is so expensive, isn't it? How much is it? Don't buy such an extravagant gift next time. It's not easy for your father to make money."