He would have his revenge sooner or later!

However, Darryl’s eyes were locked onto a sexy figure in the next second who was wearing a golden long dress with matching exquisite head accessories. She was indescribably elegant and charming with an especially almost flawless hot body. She was none other than Yvette Lane!

The only matter was her huge contrast expression against the surrounding festive atmosphere. She sat there in a daze in a despondent look as though she had lost her spirit. It was pitiful!

Yvette was discouraged and had lost her will to live ever since knowing Darryl had died. She even tried killing herself a few times but was found out in time.

She was ordered to watch the competition today despite feeling extremely sad. She sat there but her eyes were not paying attention to the competition. Her mind was filled with thoughts of Darryl instead.

There was no point in living anymore since her lover died.

It no longer mattered who became her Prince Consort.

‘Yvette…’