On the day of the gathering, Edith headed over to Yvonne's office early to wait for her to get off work.

Yvonne wasn't used to having someone by her side when she worked. She had hinted a few times at Edith.

But Edith thought Yvonne was worried about her being tired from sitting on the couch and embroidering for too long.

"It's fine. I'll sit here and wait. If I feel tired, I'll get up and walk around. I won't disturb you at all."

Yvonne could only let her be.

Although Edith seemed like she was embroidering, her focus was on Yvonne. She snuck glances at Yvonne from time to time. She really liked how Yvonne was focused on her work.

All these years, she had helped her son pick out candidates to be his wife. They were mostly wealthy heiresses who had a good upbringing. They were all graceful and regal.

Her best friends had always advised her that picking an obedient heiress like them was the best option. Once they married into the family, they would surely obey their mothers-in-law