Yvonne snickered arrogantly and swept a glance at every member of the Carrington family.

"So, these are the true colors of wealthy people." Yvonne crossed her arms across her chest.

"Mr. Carrington, since we aren't worthy enough to be your friends, let's just split ways. I don't need to be insulted by this bunch of people.

"I knew a long time ago that you wealthy people are judgmental. I just didn't expect you all to be so stupid and not know right from wrong."

Yvonne looked at Agatha. "Especially you, you old hag. If you have delusions and paranoia, I urge you to see a doctor, in case you cause more trouble for the younger generation.

"Mr. Carrington has been searching for you for the entire night. But when he got back, he still had to take your scolding.

"He's the only one good enough to put up with you. If it had been us, we would have fought back.

"You should thank God every single day to have such a great-grandson. Don't be an unappreciative bitch."

Agatha was furious. "