Chapter 147


    “You—”


    Cordelia took a step forward, “Sister, we’re the Jenners. We’re from the same family. We’re together


    in weal and woe. You being humiliated would mean that dad is also humiliated. If you want to throw


    a tantrum at me in the future, do it somewhere that’s just us. You can do whatever you want to me.


    But never humiliate dad in public!”


    Yelena turned pale. She stared right at her.


    Cordelia’s every word struck the crucial points. No matter how dumb Yelena was, she dared not


    lash out at the moment.


    “Hah, I never thought you pretended to be carefree before, yet you’re brutal when you fight!”


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    Cordelia looked cold as she enunciated each word. “I just want to be at peace with you.”


    Yelena turned around and left after a scoff.


    Watching her leave, Cordelia identally peeped at William’s pleased face.


    She suddenly felt a little sad.


    In reality, Cordelia and Yelena were just chess pieces that were yed. What was the meaning of


    winning?


    She said softly, “Dad, I’m going back to the office.”


    “Sure.” He smiled. “I’m right about you, Cordelia! Do well, and you’ll definitely have a share of the


    Jenner Group in the future.”


    Cordelia smiled, but she looked like she did not care. However, there was more resentment toward


    William now.


    She was moody when she returned home at night.


    Zephyr was cleaning the floor while humming to a tune. He showed a big smile when he saw her


    home.


    “How well did I do, wifey?”


    He showed her the fruit of hisbor throughout the entire afternoon.


    Cordelia looked around—she was in a pickle.


    This man could not do house chores. He had done a terrible job, as there were water spots


    everywhere.


    He had collected the clothes from the balcony. However, instead of saying that he had “folded”


    them, it made more sense to say that he had stuffed them.


    He had not put the things back in the room where they were.


    There seemed to be something cooking in the kitchen.


    He ran in in excitement, bringing out a pot and tes. Cordelia looked at it—it was spaghetti again.


    Since they were married half a year ago, he could not cook many dishes. Spaghetti was a big flop.


    She forced a smile. She felt happy inside when she saw him sweating but excited. She caressed his


    neck and fell into his embrace like a kitten. She was indulging in the joy and stability despite the


    cooking smell on him.


    She said softly, “Hubby, remember the time when you couldn’t do anything when we just got


    married? I’d have to serve you and cook for you when I got home from work.”


    He smiled. “Were you annoyed by me?”


    “Yes!” Cordelia hit him. “I wanted to strangle you!”


    “What about now? I’ve improved so much, yes?”


    “Hmm… At least you can cook now, though it’s not good.”


    “What did you say!” Zephyr red at her immediately. He removed the apron, looking upset. “How


    dare you look down on the secret recipe that I’ve spent so long to perfect!? You must make it up to


    me today!”


    Cordeliaughed heartily. She got herself a big te of spaghetti and ate it like a good girl.


    “Eat more.” He had an alluring look on his face. “We have to get down to business after you eat!”


    She almost choked.


    She put down her fork, her heart pounding. The “business” that the man was talking about… Apart


    from “that”, It could not be anything else.


    Her cheeks flushed all the way to her ears.