"Mom, do you think Yvonne is crazy? She's actually going to take part in the school advanced mathematics competition? It's so funny!"
Zoila and Sarah passed Yvonne's room outside the bedroom.
Sarah glanced at Yvonne, who was sitting in front of a pile of books early in the morning, and mocked with disdain.
"Humph, it's just a desperate struggle."
She couldn't help sneering.
"How dare a noob like her compete with me? I'll let her down!"
Inside the door.
Yvonne was focused on reading the contents of the book. She felt dizzy and did not feel the discussion outside the door at all.
She didn't have a good foundation for advanced mathematics, so she could only start from some of the most basic formulas.
But there were dozens of formulas in the letters alone. In her previous life, she fainted without even reading them.
But after she was renascent, she didn't know why she only felt that those things that she even didn't want to read in the past seemed to be engraved in her mind when she only read them once, and she could remember them immediately!
"How?"
"Did I come back from the dead, and even my memory became better?" Yvonne thought so.
As Yvonne was still excited and puzzled, she received a text message on the phone. "Yvonne, are you free today? I miss you so much- From your mom" "Mom!"
Yvonne felt a little shocked suddenly. When she saw the word, she felt a sharp pain in her heart.
An hour later, in a cafe near the Taylor Mansion.
Yvonne's biological mother was Yesmina Sherman, she was a real strong woman as the daughter of Mr. Sherman.
She had always been vigorous and resolute, and had a strong character in her life. Therefore, after marrying Frank, who had a successful career, her marriage broke down a few years later. At this time, Sarah pretended to be weak and interrupted in their marriage, which led to the complete breakdown of their marriage.
In her previous life, Yesmina had always doted Yvonne and was deeply in love with
Frank. After Frank had an accident and got cerebral hemorrhage, Yesmina had also been extremely heartbroken and passed away in a car accident when she lost her mind whiling driving.
Thinking of this, Yvonne frowned. She sat by the window of the coffee shop, clenching her fists in a complicated mood.
When she saw her mother again after her rebirth, she was undoubtedly excited. However, her mother would notice something. "Yvonne?"
Yvonne came to her senses and saw a well-dressed intellectual woman in her forties as she pushed the door open.
Yvonne was frightened, the cup in her hand shook, and half coffee came out.
"Ah, why are you so careless? Are you ok?" Yesmina sat down and took Yvonne's hand. Yvonne quickly took back the strangeness in her eyes and said calmly, "I'm fine, mom."
"This is the chocolate I brought back for you when I went on a business trip. Well, here you are."
"Okay, thank you, mom."
Although Yvonne pretended to be calm, she still felt that something was wrong because she knew her daughter so well.
"What's wrong with you today? Why are you out of your mind? Is there anything unhappy recently? Or did the b*tch mother and daughter of the Mooney family bully you?"
Yvonne plucked up her courage. "They have always been like that. I've gotten used to it a long time ago. It's just that I haven't seen you for a long time... I'm too happy."
"Yvonne."
Yesmina smiled as she took out a box of expensive cigar from her crocodile bag.
"This is for your father."
She smiled and said, "You know, I don't have much affection for your father anymore. But after all, you are still his daughter. Be good and don't always go against him." After that, she pushed the box of cigar in front of Yvonne.
Although she had experienced a failed marriage, Yesmina was simply a model of contemporary independent women. Instead of complaining, but she had a better life after the divorce. She traveled, exercised and was busy with her career, as a result, she had maintained her figure and appearance to the extreme, and earned a lot of money in the field of domestic beautiful makeup products. She was a well-known female rich in Hiltonan.
Yvonne took the cigar box and said, "Don't worry, mom. I won't jump the gun any
more in the future."
Thinking of this, Yvonne suddenly felt a little sad.
In her previous life, she had only regretted it when both her parents had passed away.
In Zoila's last few words, they were actually heart-wrenching.
"Because I want you to live forever, as if you were dead!"
...
"Mom, I won't rebel again in the future." Seeing that she was sincere, Yesmina nodded.
"I heard from my partner that you attended your father's birthday party this time. Yvonne, you are sensible." Yesmina sighed and reached out to hold her little hand, which was warm.
"Let's leave the past in the past. You shouldn't be responsible for our mistakes. No matter what, you are the favorite daughter of us. We only hope that you can live happily every day, okay?"
Hearing this, tears were already welling up in Yvonne's eyes.
"Mom, you don't know. It was because you were too considerate that you were framed by Sarah and her daughter!"
She would never forget the past. As Yvonne saw her mother really sitting in front of her, she made up her mind that no matter what the cost, she would not let her parents repeat the tragedy of the previous life again.
"My good daughter."
Yesmina chatted with Yvonne for a while, and then went back to the company for a meeting.
"Then I'll go back first. Yvonne, are you going home now?"
"No. I'm going to read here." The environment of the cafe was good and quiet, so she decided to stay here and study in the afternoon.
"Okay. I will drive back to the company first."
As soon as Yvonne heard the word "drive" from her mother, she suddenly tightened nerves!
"Mom, did you drive here by yourself today?"
"Yeah, that's right. Why?"
"Can you stop driving in the future?" She grabbed her mother's hand tightly. In her previous life, her mother had died in a car accident!
"My silly daughter, what are you talking about! If I don't drive, do I have to walk to work?" Yesmina found it a little funny.
Yvonne also realized that she was a little too sensitive. She let go of her hand and bit her lips.
"Then you must be careful!"
"I will."
Yesmina felt that Yvonne seemed a little strange today, but she did not ask more.
"Call me if you need anything. Do you understand? If the dare to bully you again, I'll help you deal with them!"
Yvonne nodded and watched her mother's back as she left. Then she clenched her fists tightly.
On the other side of the cafe.
As soon as Zoila entered the door, she saw Yvonne, who was wearing a bright red sweater by the window.
Her long hair was as black as ink, and her facial features were exquisite and beautiful. As soon as she sat down, she attracted countless onlookers.
Zoila's gaze instantly became resentful. The little sister beside her felt the change in the atmosphere and also looked in the direction of her sight.
"Hey, Zoila, isn't this your half-blooded half-sister?"
"Shut up!"
Zoila hated others when they said that she was not Frank's biological daughter.
She was burning with anger, then raise her head proudly as she walked towards Yvonne.
"Sister, you've such big desk in your bedroom, why do you have to study on such a small coffee table?"
Yvonne was studying the calculus and didn't even raise her head.
"There are always two b*tches shouting at home, and I'm so annoyed. If I had known that you had come out, I would not have come so far to study."
"You!" Zoila was so angry that her lips were trembling. "How dare you curse me and my mother! I'm going to tell Dad!"
Yvonne sneered. "Your dad?, you seem to have made a mistake, Zoila. Your name has always been Zoila Mooney, not Zoila Taylor!"
When Sarah married into the Taylor Family with Zoila Mooney, Frank wanted Yvonne to feel more secure, so she didn't change her surname for Zoila Mooney, nor did she ask Sarah to have a child with him.
This was her first face off with Zoila Mooney alone after her rebirth.
Yvonne sat leisurely at the coffee table, but Zoila was trembling with anger.
There were also a few Zoila's good classmates around. When they heard that, they were indignant and stood up to speak up for her.
"Yvonne, don't think you're so great. Don't bully your sister!"
"Hey, how did this double standard b*tch come? I'm sitting here and studying. If she doesn't come to mess with me, will I 'bully' her?"
"You!"
How could an ordinary person be a match for a king of the incarnate fiends like Yvonne? She was rebuffed and Zoila was also very angry.
"Do you think that you can do well in the discipline competition like this? Yvonne, you must know that I've also participated in this year's competition. You can make a bet with me."
"I won't bet with a b*tch." The girl looked indifferent.
Zoila was so angry that she was twitching on her face.
"Ha." She raised her head and said to the classmates around, who were Yvonne's junior schoolmates. "Listen up, everyone. I will score fifty points higher than her in this year's competition."
"Yvonne, if I'm successful, you will then have to apologize to me in front of all the teachers and students in the school for your words and deeds today!"
Immediately, someone stood up in opposition.
"Zoila, fifty... isn't it a little too high?"
"Yes, there are only one hundred scores in total. Even if Yvonne only got forty, you have to get ninety! If she really tries hard to learn, she will definitely get more than forty points."
Zoila, however, did not flinch at all, raising her chin to look at Yvonne full of pride and disdain.
"What do you think? Do you dare to do that?"
"Why should I bet with you?"
"Then you must be afraid?"
Seeing that she seemed to be afraid, Zoila poured out all the anger she had just felt.
Then she walked over and reached out to pick up a book on Yvonne's desk.
The corners of her mouth twisted into a smile.
"Yvonne, don't you think that's all we're going to test in the discipline competition?"
"I could even reel off all these things since I was in junior high school. Yvonne, are you sure you want to compete with me with your poor scores?"
"Hahahaha..."
There was a burst of laughter in the crowd.
Yvonne looked indifferent.
As Zoila burst into laughter, she thought of her previous life.
In her previous life, when she was in prison, Zoila mocked her like this before she was about to die!
Every movement, word, and tone was exactly the same as her, who stood in front of
her in fur high heels that day!
At that moment, Yvonne felt that all her hatred was about to be ignited, and wished to go up and strangle this woman.
Even she herself did not realize how cold her eyes were now, which made the laughter around her fade away unconsciously.
She looked so indifferent that even Zoila was not comfortable. She frowned and asked, "What... what are you doing?"
Yvonne restrained her impulse and grabbed the book in her hand.
"You don't have to get much higher scores than me, as long as I get one more score than you, you just kneel down and kowtow in front of all the teachers and students of the school and leave the Taylor Family!"
After saying that, Yvonne left the coffee shop angrily with a book in her hand.
However, no one noticed that Zoila quietly pressed the square button of the "stop recording" on her mobile phone at an unknown angle.
A hint of coldness flashed across Zoila's eyes.
"Yvonne, you'll be trouble."
"I'm going to tell Dad what you just said, and he will know your true color!"
Yvonne left the cafe.
Only when the cold wind poured into her neck did she realize that she had lost her cool just now.
If it weren't for the scene in the prison in her previous life, she wouldn't be like this.
"Well..."
"No matter what, I'll take defensive and reactive responses!"
The girl was walking alone on the busy streets of Hiltonan in a daze.
As she recalled her mother's words, the difficulties created by the Sarah and her daughter, as well as the imminent discipline competitions... she felt stressed.
At this moment, a black Maybach parked next to the sidewalk.
In the car.
The man in suit looked at the girl, who wore a single shoulder bag on her back and walked aimlessly on the road.
Zachary slowly put down the tablet PC in his hand and talked lightly to the driver.
Then he spat out the words.
"Stop the car."