The more Michelle thought about it, the more indignant she was. However, there was nothing she could do. Bawling was the only way for her to vent right now.
Yale was irritated and was going to ask his men to get Michelle out when his phone buzzed. He received a photo of a man’s blurry side profile.
Yale could recognize at a glance that it was Marcus!
He then received a text.
[Marcus is in Centrolis.]
A vicious glint flashed in Yale’s eyes.
It made sense. William was doomed, so Marcus could no longer stay in Jangasas. He had to find ways to survive.
Centrolis was his best choice since Yale was there.
Yale smirked and looked thoughtful as he kept his eyes on his phone. His plan of swapping the real heir with the impersonator did not get to be executed previously, and now that Marcus was here again, the heavens were giving him another chance!
He must not miss this again. He had to use this perfect timing to eliminate Zephyr and make Marcus his pawn.
As for Michelle, she was a nuisance. He would let Marcus deal with her!
While Yale made his plan, he cracked a sinister smirk and stepped closer to Michelle.
“Ms. Carmichael, stop crying. It’s no use crying with what’s already happened!”
Michelle stopped crying and looked up at him.
Yale snickered. “If you really want to be famous, it’s useless to simply depend on me!”
“What?”
Michelle stared at him skeptically. Thinking about it, what Yale said seemed to make sense.
These rich heirs liked giving themselves some kind of labels or titles. The reputation of a good husband, especially, was a crowd-pleaser. By establishing his own image, it would be much easier to fight for the family assets in the future. It seemed that Cordelia was not as lucky. She was just Zephyr’s tool in fighting for power and interests.
Yale lowered his voice. “Michelle, no man in this world doesn’t cheat! You wouldn’t think that Zephyr’s a saint, would you?”
“But Mr. Yale, we… We’ve fallen out because of what happened last time. Could I possibly get close to Mr. Z again?”
Yale beamed widely upon seeing that the fish had taken his bait.
He patted Michelle’s shoulder and promised confidently, “Don’t worry. Zephyr and I are family, no matter how we fight! It’s easy for me to meet him…
“I’ll call you along when we meet the next time, but it’s up to you how you hook up with him then, understand?”
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