The Invisible Daughter (Yunice Saunders) novel Chapter 310

Chapter 310 The Game She Plays

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Paul still remembered what Yunice had looked like when she was first brought back from the asylum–like a ghost haunting its last breath.

And now… now he couldn’t take his eyes off her.

How had she transformed so suddenly?

Yunice, sensing his gaze, lifted her eyes. Her expression was elegant, composed–but hidden behind that surface was a flicker of cold mockery, a sharp glint that cut deep.

But Paul, dull as ever, couldn’t see any of it.

He probably still didn’t know that the one who had orchestrated his downfall was Yunice herself.

That day, when she locked Elsie in the elevator control room, it wasn’t just to trap Jason’s wife.

Her true target had always been Paul.

She needed him out in the open, publicly exposed, so that Taylor–and the Powell family–could track him down.

After being gone so long, the Powell family would definitely drag him back.

And Paul, prideful to the core, would never admit fault once embarrassed. Butting heads with the family would lead him exactly here.

It hadn’t even been hard to lure him to the control room.

Using Elsie’s phone, Yunice had messaged Paul that she’d seen her and Wyatt together inside.

Paul had rushed over immediately.

Yunice knew him too well.

And she also knew he’d never suspect her. When he realized he’d been set up, he’d blame Elsie–assume she was just playing jealous mind games again.

Yunice turned her gaze away from him, proud and satisfied.

A inoment later, she felt warmth on her palm–Wyatt’s hand, closing around hers.

She looked up to find him glaring daggers at Paul.

So he was using her to get under Paul’s skin.

Yunice leaned into it, squeezing Wyatt’s hand tighter, then shot Paul a smug look.

The message was clear Wyatt is better than you, and I know it.

Paul turned green with rage and jerked his gaze away.

Yunice turned to Wyatt with a sparkle in her eye. Did I do good?

Whether it was good or not didn’t matter–Wyatt was clearly in a great mood.

Across from them, Taylor sat stiffly. She couldn’t take it anymore and shot Paul a vicious glare.

Jackson and Jensen had been hoping Wyatt would take Paul under his wing on the North City project.

To put it nicely, they called it mentorship. Truthfully, they just wanted Paul to worm his way into the company’s core

operations.

4:45 PM

So they wanted to hold her hostage? Fine. Two could play that game. If she had it bad at the Powell estate, Paul would have it worse under Wyatt.

Let’s see how prosperous they’d be then.

The old man’s face darkened.

Yunice turned to Jackson, all smiles. “Mr. Jackson, you’ve known me since I was little. You know I love a lively environment and I’ve never been good at following rules. If I move into the Powell estate, you won’t try to restrain me, right?”

Just like how he once restrained Wyatt and his mother.

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