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“Babe, what are you up to? Yolanda called out, a hint of nervous excitement in her voice.

What do you think I’m up to? Charles shot back, his tone full of playful teasing.

Yolanda started to feel a little anxious, her face suddenly turning crimson. She quickly looked away, mumbling. “Can you really do… that?”

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Seeing her cheeks glow even redder, Charles’s heart gave a little jolt. “Which ‘that‘ are you talking about?” he asked, voice dropping low.

Yolanda bit her lip, glancing off to the side. “The thing you showed me how to do,” she whispered. “Can you show me, too?”

“He’s asking me to learn that?‘ Charles wondered to himself, confusion flickering in his eyes.

‘Oh–now I get it,’ he realized, a sudden sense of clarity washing over him.

“Huh?” Charles blurted out, genuinely surprised.

He stared at Yolanda’s face as her blush grew deeper, almost stunned she could get this shy, a mixture of disbelief and curiosity flickering across his mind.

Yolanda bit her lip, disappointment flickering in her eyes. “So… you really can’t do it?” she whispered, her voice tinged with vulnerability.

Charles’s mood cooled in an instant–not because he couldn’t, but because he simply refused to.

Serving other people just wasn’t in his DNA.

He’d been born with a silver spoon in his mouth, always waited on hand and foot. Whenever he showed the slightest sign of displeasure, his lovers would trip over themselves, desperate to make him happy again.

Yolanda pushed him away, her heart sinking. She’d always known Charles wasn’t the type to do things like that he was born right at the center of power, high society’s inner circle.

“Let’s wait until you actually know how–then we’ll see about it,” she said, her voice steady but with a hint of playful challenge.

Charles sat on the bed, eyes narrowing. “Are you giving me orders now?” he shot back.

Yolanda used to be so soft and obedient, always at his beck and call. But now, she actually dared to boss him around.

‘Maybe she’s been feeling a little too good lately–has she forgotten who she’s dealing with?‘ Charles thought, irritation flickering in his mind.

Yolanda turned away, her eyes red from holding back tears. With that stunning face of hers now looking heartbreakingly vulnerable, it was impossible not to feel the urge to give in.

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7 thought this was supposed to be our thing as a couple,” she said, voice trembling and a little pouty. “I went and learned it for you so why can’t you do the same for me! Maybe you don’t care about me that much after all—especially now that Joelle Monroe is back.”

At the mention of Joelle Monroe, Charles was stunned into silence, all his arguments instantly evaporating

Yolanda. he started, but she refused to let him finish.

Without another word, Yolanda opened the bedroom door and walked out.

Charles sat on the edge of the bed, glanced down at himself, and then let out a chuckle.

She really has some attitude now, even dares to tell me what I should learn, Charles thought, a bit amused and annoyed

No way I’m ever going to bother with something like that.

Especially not just because some woman asks for it–never happening. That’s not who I am.

So beneath me. Way too cheap.

Yolanda drove straight to Jason Maine’s house. When she rang the doorbell, it was a woman she didn’t recognize who answered–not Jason.

The woman’s eyes flashed quickly with jealousy and wary suspicion as she eyed Yolanda. “Who are you here for?” she asked, her voice guarded.

Yolanda looked past her into the house. I’m looking for Mr. Maine. I asked him for help before.”

The woman stood firmly in the doorway, blocking the entrance. “Jason’s not here,” she said, her tone cautious.

Right then. Jason’s voice came from inside. “Yolanda, come on in and have a seat.”

Stella Cole stood in the doorway, practically blocking Yolanda’s path with that furious glare, but finally stepped aside–though it was clear she wasn’t happy about it.

Yolanda strolled in, not even bothering to take off her shoes. She glanced around and asked, “Got any shoe covers?-her voice perfectly polite, but somehow making it sound like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Stella’s cheeks flushed an even deeper red, grinding her teeth. “Who do you even think you are?” she spat out. “Coming in here, acting all high and mighty and picky.”

Jason, cool and collected in his sharp suit, walked over from the other side and casually grabbed a pair of shoe covers from the cabinet.

Yolanda looked absolutely radiant today–her outfit bright and graceful, and on her feet were a pair of stylish heels that made her fair toes stand out even more.

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Ose digest on the shoe covers and turned to Jason How much longer until we hit two percent?”

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Texon finally stepped up. “This is my boss’s wife. Yolanda, this is Stella Cole–my childhood friend turned gifnend

Stella glanced at Yolanda with a smug gleam in her eyes, chin tilted up as she offered her hand. “Hi”

Yolanda frowned–she wasn’t exactly a fan of this woman. Still, from one girl to another, she understood the wariness, she had just shown up at her boyfriend’s place unannounced, after all. So she reached out and shook Stella’s hand anyway.

Stella snatched her hand away so fast, you’d think Yolanda’s touch was contagious,

Yolanda couldn’t care less about her drama. She was here for the shares, and right now, nothing else was even on her radar.

She walked straight over to Jason’s computer—it was already open, and on the screen, Starlight’s stock price for the last few days looked like it’d gone off a cliff.

Stella fumed as she watched Yolanda move around like she’d been here a hundred times before. “You’ve been here before, huh? Jason, how come you never told me you had women coming over? I thought this was supposed to be our home!”

Yolanda stayed perfectly calm and explained, “Whenever I’ve come, I was never alone, and any meeting with Mr. Maine has been strictly for work. Never anything personal.”

Yeah, right. Work,” Stella sneered, her tone sharp with accusation. “I know your type! Plenty of girls have used that excuse before. The moment they get Jason alone, they can’t keep their hands to themselves!”

Stella stomped over, face flushed with frustration. “And what kind of work can’t be discussed at the office? Why’d you have to come here? Is there something going on between you two? Listen up, Jason’s in love with me. He’s already promised my grandma he’ll look after me for life. He would never get involved with anyone else, so you better give up on whatever you’re thinking!”

Jason frowned, keeping it all business. “Stella, there’s nothing going on between me and Yolanda. I promised your grandma I’d take care of you, and I always keep my word. You really don’t have to treat everyone like they’re out to get you.”

Stella’s tears spilled down her cheeks as she clung to his arm. “Jason, I care about you so much. You’re so successful now, and all these women keep showing up around you. I never went to college–I don’t understand half the things you say. I’m just scared one day you’ll leave me for someone else.”

Jason shot a glance at his computer–his eyes fixed on the numbers, but he still threw her a line of comfort.

“Never. Not a chance,” he said, sounding calm and determined.

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Stella knew just how strict and meticulous Jason was a man of relentless discipline and self–control. He’d climbed his way from some no–name hometown all the way to Beloris, earning everything with pure talent and restraint When he pledged to look after her for life, it was like signing it in stone–no way he’d ever go

back on his word.

Jason was the type of guy who, once you forged any real bond with him, he’d stand by you no matter what Even if life threw knives your way, he’d never abandon the people he cared about.

Stella finally relaxed a bit, but she still glared daggers at Yolanda. “Don’t you dare go crushing on Jason!” Yolanda furrowed her brows, but just kept quiet–she was too lazy to argue about something so pointless.

Honestly, puppy–like lan was way more fun than Jason could ever be. She’d never spared Jason even half a thought, and now she was getting wrongly dragged into this drama for absolutely nothing. How unfair was

that?

Jason glanced at his computer and checked the time. “Market opens in thirty minutes. Stella, go get Mrs. Grant some water. Yolanda, just chill on the couch.”

Stella stomped her foot–furious, but she still grabbed a glass of water, muttering under her breath the whole

way.

Yolanda’s sharp eyes caught Stella spitting into the glass before handing it over.

‘Seriously?‘ Yolanda thought, totally speechless. ‘Even if I was into Jason, I’m still his boss’s wife. How dumb can Stella be–not worried I’d go back and make Jason’s work life hell?‘

Stella, convinced Yolanda hadn’t noticed a thing, set the glass on the table with a triumphant little smirk. “Here you go, Mrs. Grant. Drink up–this water’s extra sweet.”

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