Passion 25
"Mom, have you arrived? Even when I'm not there, you need to remember to drink a cup of warm milk before bed. Also, don't forget your vitamins.
"And when you sleep, don't kick off your blankets. You'll catch a cold.
"I put mine and Noah's favorite dolls in your suitcase. If you can't sleep, they can keep you company.
When Zachary didn't feel like talking, he wouldn't even utter a word. But when did, he would nag nonstop like an old man. Yvette had no idea where he had gotten it from. Sometimes, she felt like he was her parent instead.
"Okay, I'll remember."
After Zachary finished speaking, Yvette finally hung up reluctantly.
When she had left Tirion at the time, she had been suffering from depression and hearing loss. On top of that, she had
also been pregnant.
Hence, there had been times where she hadn't slept a wink the whole night or couldn't eat.
After her children had been born, even though she hadn't completely recovered, her condition had improved.
As the kids grew up, they had learned to walk and talk. Now, they even knew how to take care of her. They were her saviors.
Yvette drank some milk and took her vitamins. Afterward, when she opened her suitcase, she saw the two rabbit dolls. They smelled faintly of milk.
That night, as Yvette lay on the bed, she slept soundly while hugging the rabbit dolls.
The next morning, she received a message. "Xavier is coming back today. He'll be at Continental Hotel for a charity auction at 9:00 pm."
Before Yvette had returned, she had asked some people who were still in Tirion Look into Xavier.
She had known that he was overseas handling some projects and would be back soon, but she hadn't thought that it would be that soon!
Over the past four years, she had slowly moved on. But at the thought of getting close to that man on her own volition once again, she felt mixed emotions.
At 9:00 pm, the charity auction officially began.
Influential people like Xavier were given their own private rooms. He also didn't need to raise his hand to make a bid; his assistant or secretary would do it on his behalf.
Xavier stood in the VIP room on the second floor, dressed in a suit. His opal eyes observed the charity auction happening downstairs.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.
He had come there for a necklace. It was one of Yvette's
belongings, which she had left behind at Snyder Residence.
Yara and Terrence had sold it off for cheap overseas, and now, it had finally made its way back to Tirion.
In the past few years, whenever Xavier had heard any news about Yvette, he had never let it slip past him.
After several rounds of auctions, it was soon time to bid for the emerald necklace. The starting price was ten million dollars.
Xavier's secretary raised his paddle. "Twenty million dollars.
Several people in th udience couldn't help but be shocked. The price had instantly doubled. Many of them had seen Xavier's secretary before, and they all knew they couldn't afford to offend him. Just as everyone thought that Xavier would win the auction, something surprising happened.
A beautiful and seductive woman raised her paddle. "Thirty million dollars."
All of a sudden, no one dared to even breathe. It wasn't because of her exorbitant bid, but because she had the guts to take something Xavier wanted.
Over the past few years, Xavier had grown more tyrannical. Whenever someone tried to snatch something he wanted, he would either wreck their family or make them wish they were
dead.
He was the tyrant who ruled over them; no one dared to offend him.
Xavier shifted his gaze to the woman who had spoken. When he saw her, his eyes widened, and his heart seemed to stop.
His dark eyes landed on Yvette's enchanting face.
She was nothing like the old Yvette from four years ago, who had only worn dark, basic clothes and hadn't worn makeup.
Now, she was dressed in an ivory off-shoulder gown with a low neckline. A pearl clip decorated her dark hair, which cascaded down her shoulders. She looked striking, but not vulgar.
At that moment, the blood in Xavier's body began to simmer beneath his skin.
It was Yvette!
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