Yet Lewis Yi wasn't the only one feeling weak in legs. Upon hearing the audio recording on the phone, Yakira was flustered. It was Paul. He had been out of touch for a while. Now it all made sense. He had been held captive by someone. Yakira wondered who had captivated Paul and why they had sent her the audio recording.
On the recording, Paul listed all the things Yakira had done. Yakira's face turned deathly pale while she was hearing it. In the end she was so furious that she picked up the phone and smashed it onto the floor. Seeing the phone broken into two pieces, she finally calmed down, as if by doing this the recording would disappear permanently and would no longer bother her again.
But the peace didn't last long. Her mind started wandering and all kinds of questions started popping into her head. Who could it be? Why had they made Paul confess the things she had asked him to do years ago? Did they want money? Was the recording a warning from one of her enemies who had been trying to get back at her? She had so many questions.
Suddenly, a man's image sprang to her head. Edward! It must be him! He was so distinguished and arrogant. He wouldn't ever eat in a public seat unless he was up to something. However, the other day he hadn't dined in the box. And he had asked someone to wear "A Beauty's Tears of Blood" and sit in a conspicuous spot. He must have been waiting for her.
At the thought of that possibility, Yakira's face became white with fright. If that was true, what was she supposed to do? Had he planned the whole thing on his own? Had Daisy asked him to do this? Anyway, since they both hated Yakira so much, she would be doomed this time.
Mom, what's the matter? Why are you sitting on the floor?" Mary was here to talk with her mom about something. She was surprised to see her mom so pale and miserable.
"Mom! Mom-" Mary kept calling her, but Yakira didn't respond at all, as if she was lost in her own world. Mary waved her hand before her eyes.
"Oh, Mary, it's you." Yakira finally came to her senses. She stood up in a hurry with her hair a little messy. Light came to her eyes.
Did you and Dad have another fight? Why did you smash your phone?" Mary asked as she picked up the broken phone. But Yakira rushed over and snatched it from her.
"No. I just dropped it accidentally. What brings you here?" Yakira said and then hid the phone behind her back quickly. She didn't look as calm as she sounded.
"Nothing. I just wonder if you have any jewelry that I can wear." Mary knew her mom's jewelry was all valuable, much classier than hers. "Mary, do you still want to marry Edward?" Yakira already had an idea.
"Mom, you know the answer." Mary replied quietly, holding her mom by the arm and blushing.
"Okay then. Are you sure you can make him listen to you?" Yakira now pinned all her hopes on Mary. She was her last resort.
"Of course. All men are the same. They think with their penis." Mary smiled, sounding confident. She believed as long as Edward saw how good she was in bed, he would be in her palm.
"If I help you get what you want, will you help me too?" Yakira decided to give it a shot. There was nothing to lose anyway. Mary had lost her virginity a long time ago. There was a long list of men she had slept with in all these years.
Mom, for real? You've finally decided to help me!" Mary gave Yakira a big kiss on the cheek, which implied how happy she was.
"Yes. But I can only help you get him on your bed. After that, It's up to you to make him interested in you." Yakira sighed. It was a long shot, because it wouldn't be easy for Mary to make Edward treat her differently. Yakira wasn't looking down on her own daughter. To tell the truth, Mary could compete with Daisy in neither appearance nor presence. They were like two different people from two different worlds. Her last chance to redeem him was sex. Yakira hoped Edward was as lustful as she had heard.
"I know. Mom, as long as you help me, I can handle Edward." Mary fell into the fantasy of Edward's handsome face.
"I hope so. We need to make a plan to set him up." There was a sly light in Yakira's eyes. She hated Edward for digging her dirty things up. Since it was a long while ago, he should just let it go. She thought it might be one of his methods to please Daisy, but once the whole thing was made public, it would hurt Daisy deeply; he should have thought it through. "Whom are you planning to set up now?" A deep voice said. Yakira and Mary were startled.
Dad, why are you home so late? Mom and I were wondering if you were on a hot date." Mary was quick. She gave Leo a sweet smile and held his hand.
"Yes. I was having dinner with a beautiful woman." Leo said honestly as he took off his coat. He was just telling the truth. Daisy was absolutely beautiful.
What? Leo, are you cheating on me? You used to be sneaking around all the while, but now you don't even bother hiding it from me?" Learning about his whereabouts, Yakira became anxious. This was exactly how she had seduced him in the first place.
Not everybody is as dirty as you. When did I sneak around? You are just being paranoid." Leo had sent Daisy's hair sample to an acquaintance for a test. He wouldn't get the result until tomorrow. He was getting more and more impatient with Yakira.
"Paranoid? Leo, don't you forget how you ended up with me! A leopard cannot change its spots. You want me to believe that you've never cheated on me? Yeah, count on that!" Obviously, Yakira didn't believe Leo. To her, no man was reliable. She always knew she wasn't the one he loved. He had been madly in love with Grace at first, but he was still unable to resist Yakira's temptation and cheated on Grace at last. Although technically Yakira had set him up, she wouldn't have succeeded in it if he had been all saintly.
'Humph! Yakira, it doesn't mean everyone is a bitch, just because you are one. I wouldn't be so angry if you didn't brought this up. Let me ask you something. Did you set me up in the first place? Was that how I ended up in bed with you that year?"
Leo glared at Yakira. At the sight of the gloom on his face, Mary let go of his hand and stepped back. She looked at Yakira in shock and couldn't believe her father's words. Was that really how her mom had married her father? No wonder Yakira had said she had a way to help Mary get Edward into bed. Was she going to use the same old trick again? But the problem was that Edward wasn't that simple and he certainly wasn't as stupid as Leo.
"Leo, you can doubt me, but you don't get to run me down like that. You had sex with me after you were drunk, but now you are not only denying it but also framing me for setting you up? How can you live with yourself?"
Yakira grabbed Leo's sleeve like a virago. She had already lost parental authority over Mary. And now she also lost her dignity. How could she exercise her right on her as a mother ever again in the future?
"Mom, let go of Dad. Whatever is the problem between you two, you can talk it through." Mary's parents had seldom argued or fought in the past. But ever since they met Daisy again, they had been fighting a lot. She had torn her happy family apart. Right now Mary hated her even more.
You see how he treats me! If you were me, would you be able to talk nicely to such a man?" But Mary eventually managed to persuade her mom to let go of her father. Her hair had become disheveled after the drama.
You're crazy! How on earth did I choose to be with you in the first place? What was I thinking?" Leo said sarcastically. Looking at Yakira, he thought he must have been out of his mind years ago. Otherwise, how could he possibly have chosen such a vulgar woman over Grace, who had been a lot gentler and prettier than her.
"What? Are you regretting marrying me? Or do you think I am not as good as that woman in your heart?" Ever since last time, Yakira had never dared to mention Grace's name in front of Leo again, no matter how angry she was, fearing that he might really be able to strangle her in a fury.
Don't flatter yourself. You and her are as far apart as heaven and earth. In which respect do you think you can compare yourself with her? Leo smiled disdainfully. Grace had been a well-known beauty of the city, the daughter of an eminent family, adored by young successful men. How dare like a philistine like Yakira compare herself with her?