"Chester Yale..." Evelyn Sherman's lips curled into a smile as she gathered her skirt, ready to run towards the door outside.
"Evelyn!" Grace Yakov quickly reached out to grab her, looking up to instruct the butler, "Tell him that the Yakov Family has closed its doors for today and will not see anyone. Please ask him to leave."
"Mom!" Evelyn Sherman looked at Grace Yakov in astonishment, her eyes questioning. She had said she would not object to their being together.
"That kid, Chester Yale, didn't protect you well enough, allowing you to suffer such grievance and to be looked down upon. If you can swallow that, I cannot. My daughter of the Yakov Family isn't someone the Yale Family can marry off whenever they please. I forbid you from meeting him secretly."
After speaking, Grace Yakov pulled Evelyn Sherman towards the room.
She dragged her all the way to her own room, closed the door, and locked her inside.
"Bang, bang—"
