Chapter 617: It Seems the Time for Revenge Has Come

Chapter 617: Chapter 617: It Seems the Time for Revenge Has Come

"Huh?"

The woman was startled. "You’re kidding. Why get a divorce all of a sudden?"

Yvonne Miller, sitting in a stall, looked thrilled.

’A divorce? Did I hear that right?’

Shirley sneered. "She slapped the legitimate Young Madam of the Grant Family just to push her own daughter into that position. The Young Madam’s husband couldn’t stand it and had his men give her a few hard slaps right then and there. He told her husband to divorce her."

"Tsk, tsk. Of all the people to pick a fight with, she had to be blind enough to bully the Grant Family’s Young Madam. She must’ve had a death wish. And I heard the Young Madam is her niece. Oh, and about Yvonne Miller—you know Yvonne Miller, right? The woman who did it is her stepmother."

"I know her, I know her! Isn’t she always with Tina Chapman?" the other woman urged. "So what happened next? Did they get divorced?"

Shirley said, "Not yet, but it’s probably going to happen soon. Because Leona Grant laid down the law: if they don’t divorce, she’ll either chop off one of the woman’s hands or bankrupt the Anson Family. My cousin’s youngest daughter is a nurse there and heard the whole thing."

"But is it possible that, given their relationship, her husband might choose the beauty over the kingdom and give up his fortune?"

"Pfft—" Shirley laughed. "She’s not some young, untouched maiden. She’s past her prime, and the daughter she had is a total weakling. He was probably just waiting for an excuse."

The two exchanged a look and smiled. The other woman took Shirley’s arm, and they left the restroom together.

Yvonne Miller waited in the stall for a moment. When she heard nothing outside, she came out.

’Are they really getting a divorce?’

The moment Yvonne Miller thought of this, she couldn’t help but want to laugh out loud.

’This is great! It looks like the time for revenge has come!’

She pulled out her phone, found photos of Tina Chapman from when they used to be escorts together, and sent them, along with some videos, to an anonymous magazine.

A vicious smile spread across her lips.

’Tina Chapman, oh, Tina Chapman. Did you really think a little rebranding would make you a high-society lady?’

’Whatever my life is like now, yours is going to be just the same!’

Yvonne Miller was lost in the intoxicating thrill of revenge.

But she didn’t notice that someone nearby had been watching her the whole time, tracking her every move...

...

「In the shadows.」

The woman who had just been talking to Shirley pulled out a thick stack of cash and handed it to her, saying generously, "This is all yours."

Shirley snatched the money and began counting it, bill by bill, so excited she was practically dancing.

This was amazing. She had just come here to use the restroom and stumbled into such a huge stroke of luck.

She was just a background actor, and this was more money than she’d make in half a year!

After counting, she bowed and scraped with a smile, then scurried away, afraid the other woman would change her mind.

After Shirley left, the woman made a phone call.

The call connected quickly. She said, "Sir, I’ve done what you asked. I’ve secured the videos from Yvonne Miller’s end. It’s just that, the money..."

Vivian Yates was using a voice changer; the voice that came through on the other end was a man’s.

She looked at her reflection in the mirror, at the white gauze wrapped around part of her, and let out a strange, soft laugh. She said lightly, "Don’t worry. You’ll get every penny."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you! Thank you, Sir," the woman said gratefully.

Vivian Yates chuckled and hung up the phone.

’Thank me for what?’

’You might have the good fortune to get the money, but you need to be alive to spend it. Are you sure you’ll get the chance?’