Yolanda deliberately made a coy gesture. “Oh, it’s nothing really.”
The necklace on Yolanda's neck did catch the eye, and someone nearby remarked, “Hey, Mrs. Young, didn’t you also flaunt a pretty good sapphire necklace before? But it looks a bit lacking in comparison to this lady’s jewel.”
“That costs me a mere pittance, just a trinket really. This young lady's must be worth millions.”
Quintessa slowly turned around, locking eyes with Lilian’s fiery gaze. “Auntie, doesn’t this necklace look somewhat familiar to you?”
Lilian’s eyes were glued to the necklace around Yolanda’s neck. The necklace and the one in the photo flashed before her eyes, ultimately settling on the woman before her. Lilian, like a woman possessed, began to hurl insults repeatedly, “Wench! Slut!”
Her voice grew louder; her features contorted grotesquely, her eyes bloodshot, emanating a frightening frenzy of hatred that terrified onlookers.
Suddenly, Lilian rushed forward with astonishing speed. She grabbed Yolanda’s hair, kicking and hitting her like a madwoman.
“You homewrecker, mistress. Bitch, you steal my man, I’ll kill you, I’ll kill you!!”
The onlookers were shocked. The scene unfolded too quickly for them to react.
It wasn’t until Yolanda cried out in agony, “Help! Help me! Ah! Don’t hit me, I’m pregnant, please, don’t hit me!”
Quintessa, watching from the side, couldn’t help but feel a pang of sorrow. This was something she and Yolanda had planned together, but seeing it unfold like this, she felt unexpectedly heartbroken.
Quintessa rushed forward, “Enough, stop it. Haven't you heard she's pregnant?”
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