Bertram was stunned by Yolande's words. He gazed at Cathy with this strange affection in his eyes as
he wrapped his arm around her waist. "Cathy's right."
"Bertram!"
Yolande had never seen Bertram so loyal to her! In fact, this was the first time she had seen him this
affectionate. She dug her nails into her palms, wanting nothing more than to ruin their relationship as
she saw fit, but she stopped herself. After weighing all the pros and cons of the matter, she took a deep
breath and started again.
"Fine, I'll tell you. My grandfather died and left a will. It says that I have to get married within three days
or else I won't be able to get the Mu Mansion."
Bertram stared at her in disbelief. "You're being like this because of a house?"
"Yes! For that house!" Yolande sneered. "Are you happy that you broke up with me? Because I'm glad I
did."
Bertram wanted to say something more, but Cathy quickly pulled him back. "I'm not feeling well. Do you
mind assisting me to the bathroom?" she murmured.
Seeing them walk away, Yolande bit her bottom lip. If it hadn't been for what was at stake, she wouldn't
have allowed herself to be humiliated like this. Facing the people who had betrayed her so
shamelessly, she had the sudden urge to vomit all over the sofa.
Bertram and Cathy didn't keep her waiting for too long.
"No," he said.
Yolande scrambled back up. "Are you sure?"
She glanced at Bertram and then at Cathy. At the look of their faces, she knew that his decision
must've been the woman's idea.
Marriage was a big deal. Even if it was all just a procedure, at the end of the day, Bertram and Cathy
would still experience a second marriage. Besides, even if what they had done was cruel, how could a
bitch like Cathy really feel guilty?
Bertram bit his lip. "Look, marriage is a lifetime event. I can't give a perfect wedding to Cathy if I've
already been married once. We'll compensate half of the property rights of the Mu Mansion. No matter
how much, I'll pay for it."
"Compensation?" Yolande wanted to burst into laughter at their ridiculous ideas. Did they really think
money would fix all her problems? "Is that how you compensate me then? By hooking up with each
other even more?"
"Look, we've already said we're sorry, Yolande," Cathy said. "But isn't asking for a marriage too much?"
"The Mu Mansion is all I've ever wanted."
"Well," Cathy continued. "Do you have any other way to get to the mansion?"
"I..."
Yolande was rendered speechless. As Cathy stared into the woman's eyes, she had already guessed
right. If there had been any other way, Yolande wouldn't have thrown her pride away and proposed to
marry Bertram. After all, they were best friends. She knew Yolande well like the back of her hand.
Staring at the undisguised hypocrisy in her gaze, Yolande clenched her fists. However, as she turned, it
seemed that the fates had granted her another chance.
The man she had seen back in the hospital appeared just in time. His eyes were deep, and the corners
of his lips were pursed. He looked so regal that everyone couldn't help but glance at him.
'Well, I hope you aren't angry.'
Yolande took her chances and held Baron's arm. "Well, there's him."
Cathy wanted to question the woman before, but when she saw the man, she froze. Immediately, she
bowed respectfully. "Uncle!"
Uncle?
Fortunately, Yolande was holding Baron's arm. Otherwise, she would've already fallen down in fear.
The man that she had a one night stand with was Cathy's.... Uncle?
Not only did she had sex with him, but she also lied that he had already accepted to be her husband.
Seeing the expression on Yolande's face, Cathy glanced at Baron. "Uncle? You're going to get
married?"
He grabbed Yolande's loosened grip and held onto her as if he was her life force.
Yolande could already feel her heart crawling with disgust. She had only used him as an excuse so that
she didn't look that desperate. Now, it seemed that she was going to be family with that bitch!
Baron winked at Yolande, who quickly looked away and swallowed. The man's lips moved slightly as
he glared at his niece. "Your mother doesn't even care about my marriage. What gives you any right to
interrogate me?"
"I–I'm sorry, Uncle," Cathy apologized. "I shouldn't have said that."
'What the hell is going on?'
Yolande blinked at Baron. What were they going to do now?
"You shouldn't run away from me when you're angry," Baron lectured.
Suddenly, he loosened his hold, and Yolande fell against his chest. Before she could react, they
hugged each other intimately and left, leaving Bertram and Cathy stunned.
As soon as Yolande walked out of the cafe, a gust of wind blew her over, instantly waking her up from
her reverie. She struggled under his hold and gritted her teeth. He let go of her. She quickly whirled
around to face him.
"Even if you help me, I won't give birth to your baby,"
she snapped. Yolande realized that he didn't expose her because he wanted her to have his baby. At
this point, she needed to make everything clear.
"Obviously you won't right now." He scoffed.
"Not now, never." She nervously stared at him. "You can help me, and I'll do anything you want. I just
won't have your baby."
"You can do both." Baron shrugged. "I told you, didn't I? The conditions will be harsher when you come
back to me."
"No way!" She turned around and was about to leave when his arms circled around her waist.
Before she could react, he pulled her against his strong chest. Feeling his muscles rippling under his
suit, Yolande instantly flushed. "What are you going to do?" she demanded.
Baron smirked, leaning closer. "I'll wait for you to beg," he said softly.
Yolande pushed his arms from her body and ran away. Right now, the most important thing on her to-
do list was to leave this strange man as soon as possible.
Did she really have no other choice except for that man? 'Do you really think it's that easy to get me to
beg?
I can find another man to replace you!'
Staring at Yolande's stubborn figure, Baron smiled and got into the car parked near the sidewalk.
He had just returned home when he met and slept with her that night. After that, he'd been looking for
her everywhere. What he didn't expect was for his proposal to be rejected outright. It seemed that the
woman in front of him wasn't as simple as he had expected.
Yolande finally slowed down when she didn't see the man behind her. Then, she began to think.
Although there were plenty of men in the world, she had limited time. She needed to find someone
now.
She stumbled back to her dormitory. Given that it was graduation season, she was probably the only
one left in the dormitory. She threw herself onto the bed and covered herself with a quilt. However, no
matter how much she tried, she tossed and turned on her bed.
The Mu Mansion was a house specially built by her grandfather for her mother. It had carried
thousands of memories of her parents and childhood. She just had to protect it.
She must get the Mu Mansion.
Besides, she had plenty of friends. Couldn't she find someone who could help her?
At this point in time, Yolande tried calling all her male friends. To her surprise, they all refused her
decisively. Even her classmates who she knew had liked her before were unwilling to marry her in such
a short timeframe.
That was normal. She was in such a hurry to get married that the idea scared everyone off.
Even if she tried to explain to them what was happening, they would refuse her even more firmly. The
power of the Mu family was not to be underestimated. Marrying her meant offending the Mu family.
Who would dare risk such a thing?
Her phone beeped, indicating that it was already out of power. At this point, Yolande was growing even
more desperate. It seemed that things were not as simple as she had expected.
All of a sudden, her phone rang. She grabbed it almost immediately, thinking that one of them had
probably changed their minds. But when she saw the name flickering on her screen, her face
darkened. After hearing what the call had to say, she paled.
At this point, she knew that Baron was her only chance.
At Times Coffee, Yolande frowned and stirred the coffee in front of her. Its contents splashed against
the edges of the cup, and she took a deep breath.
She held a business card tightly in her left hand. It was Baron's business card.
When she had left the man, she didn't know that he had left the card in her pockets. In fact, she didn't
even feel it.
She closed her eyes and recalled the call from Carl.
It turned out that her grandfather didn't want to make things more difficult for her. After he had gotten
sick, he did an investigation and knew that she had a boyfriend named Bertram. That was why he
conjured up the will, but how could he know that not everything was what it seemed?
Before Yolande could think anymore, the man appeared before her.
Baron glanced at her sharply and sat on the sofa opposite to her. Although he looked lazy, his eyes
glowered at her like a cheetah hunting its prey.
"Do you mean what you said?"
conjured up the will, but how could he know that not everything was what it seemed?
Before Yolande could think anymore, the man appeared before her.
Baron glanced at her sharply and sat on the sofa opposite to her. Although he looked lazy, his eyes
glowered at her like a cheetah hunting its prey.
"Do you mean what you said?"
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