Chapter 231


    I had no idea who pushed me since they were so many people milling around. Before I had regained


    my feet after stumbling into Lyle’s arm, Wendy shoved me away. Tottering in heels, I reached out to


    steady myself, only to end up pushing Crystal away.


    Crystal’s expression changed at once. All of a sudden, she leaned against the corner of the wall and


    clutched her stomach, shrieking, “My stomach hurts! Ow, my stomach…”


    “Crystal!” Lyle’s expression turned frantic. Whirling around, he swung his hand across my face. “I didn’t


    know you’re so vicious that you’d actually make a move against a pregnant woman, Yvonne!”


    My head spun, and I saw stars at the blow. When I had finally regained my feet, I swung my hand with


    all my might andnded a heavy smack on the left side of his face. “There you go in return! You clearly


    saw what happened earlier with your own eyes! Also, I’ll never seek you out deliberately even if I’d lost


    my mind!” I roared.


    Clocking the contempt in my eyes, Lyle’s expression darkened. “Yvonne, don’t think you can go from


    rags to riches just because you’re now hooking up with Christopher. You’ll only end up ruined if you


    continue associating with him.”


    “Even so, that has nothing to do with you!”


    “Stop bickering with her! Send Crystal to hospital, quick!” Wendy dragged Lyle back. “Oh God, I don’t


    know whether my grandchild will be fine. You’re such a b*tch, Yvonne Tanner! You’re barren, so you


    want to hurt my grandchild, huh? I’ll make your life a living hell if anything happens to Crystal!”


    “Hmph!” Shaking off her hand, I spun on my heels and strode out of the art gallery. Nothing good ever


    comes out of bumping into them! A lot of outstanding paintings are on exhibition in the art gallery today,


    so one of them must be Crystal’s. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have brought such a huge group of people


    here.


    A new school artist? I sneered. Back then, my talent was far greater than hers. And now, as long as I


    work hard, I’ll definitely defeat her. What’s so great about her, anyway? It’s just a few years of


    experience abroad and having a good mentor, no? But when ites to painting, how many artists


    actually made it because of pointers from renowned artists?


    I’m sure it’ll never cross their minds that I’m here to join thepetition. Fortunately, it’s an art festival


    competition that has taken the world by the storm this time, so only venerated veterans make up the


    panel of judges. Otherwise, if she bes a judge with her new school artist title, I’ll certainly find


    myself on the losing end.


    As I traversed the streets, my cell phone rang. The caller ID indicated that it was my father calling. The


    number was particrly familiar, but the scene was utterly unfamiliar. After all, my rtionship with my


    father had deteriorated to the point where we were strangers with nothing to be said between us.


    “Is something the matter?” I inquired cidly after answering the call.


    “What did Lyle mean earlier? Are you really acquainted with Christopher Lane?” Nathan demanded.


    Haha, I just knew this would’ve happened! No one noticed when Lyle said that, all having rushed over


    to Crystal to check on her pregnant self. Yet, he actuallymitted that to memory!


    “So what if I am?”


    “Stop beingbative with me when I’m your father. Wait for me outside!” Nathan barked.


    “Sorry, but I’m busy!” Before I had even said that, Nathan had already hung up. Nheless, I wasn’t


    going to wait for him like a fool. When I was crossing the road, my cell phone rang again. Finding the


    phone number rather familiar after scrutinizing it, I answered it.


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    “Hello, is this Ms. Tanner?”


    “I’m Yvonne Tanner. May I know who’s on the line?”


    “This is Richard Whitrow, Vonnie. Do you still remember me?”


    I naturally knew who Richard Whitrow was, but I somehow felt that his voice was now colored with a


    hint of ttery. Hmm? Never mind if he’s being amicable, but what’s with this fawning tone? Why on


    earth would he ingratiate himself to me?


    “Is something the matter, Mr. Whitrow?” I questioned in puzzlement.


    “When are youing back to work, Vonnie?” Richard queried.


    “I’ve been keeping your post for you.”


    “Come back to work? But haven’t I been dismissed?” I was at a total loss.


    “Dismissed? Not at all! It was all a misunderstanding by my subordinate. How abouting to work


    tomorrow if you’ve got the time? I told the others you were gone on a business trip. You’re a permanent


    staff, so you can’t simply be dismissed if you haven’t done anything wrong. This is all on Cami. She


    misunderstood my meaning.”