The Young family couple disregarded their image, shamelessly brawling right in front of everyone, airing their dirty laundry for all to see. The onlookers seemed more entertained than concerned, watching the drama unfold with morbid fascination rather than stepping in to stop the fight.
Even those who did step in, did so half-heartedly.
The Lott family couple’s face turned as if they’d been splashed with ink. Their meticulously planned soirée now a complete disaster, first half ruined by Miranda, and now, the second half destroyed by the Young couple. It was clear the Young family members had come with the sole intention of causing a scene.
Nathan's face turned ashen with anger. The idea of lending money to the Youngs now was out of the question. By not making their situation worse, he believed he was already being merciful.
Suddenly, someone screamed: “Oh my God, blood, so much blood.”
All eyes turned to Yolanda lying on the ground. Her face ghostly pale and twisted in pain, tears streaming down her face. “Please, someone save my child, it hurts so much, please, save my child.”
Beneath her, a pool of blood had formed. The champagne-colored dress was now stained crimson, a chilling sight to behold.
The crowd, initially there for the spectacle, now panicked.
Quintessa clenched her fists. This disaster was all part of her plan, yet witnessing it unfold was excruciating.
Sean, who had entangled in a scuffle with Lilian, kicked her away and rushed to Yolanda’s side. “Hang in there, hang on, our child…”
Sean panicked. The child Yolanda was carrying was his only hope. Deep down, Sean biased toward sons over daughters; he wasn’t as worried by Matthew’s troubles as he was terrified of the Young family’s lineage ending.
Yolanda’s pregnancy had revitalized him, thinking he would finally have a son.
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