He said, "Be good, or the cars, the mansion, and the designer bags could all disappear. Play nice with these guys, and you can keep enjoying this lavish lifestyle," before leaving.

The celebrity was heartbroken. Over the last three months, Zeke had treated her so well that she believed she was special. He was charming and wealthy, so it was hard not to be drawn to him. But she forgot how ruthless this group of rich kids could be. To them, she was just a plaything, someone to toss aside once their fun was over.

But Zeke had a point. She had become way too accustomed to this life of luxury. Without the mansion, the flashy car, and the designer clothes, life would feel worse than death.

As she fell silent, resigned to her fate, one of the playboys moved closer. He attempted to comfort her with a few sweet words while slipping his hand under her shirt, groping her without hesitation. The other guys in the room didn’t even blink. They just turned back to whatever distracted them. After all, when Zeke was done with a girl, they all took their turn. Nothing unusual there.

The next morning, Nellie woke up early to make breakfast, determined to handle everything on her own. Winona was also up early, applying her makeup and getting ready for the day. Pleased with her perfect reflection, she finally made her way downstairs. Zeke got home late at night; still, for Yvette’s sake, he pushed himself to get up for breakfast.

As Zachary went downstairs and the rest of the family gathered around the table, they suddenly realized Yvette wasn’t there. Nellie had specifically told the servants not to disturb Yvette, worried it might interrupt her rest. So it was no surprise she hadn’t been there yet.

"Sweetheart, Yvette might just be too tired to get up. After we finish breakfast, I’ll take a plate up for her," Nellie said, trying to keep the mood light.

Winona ate her breakfast silently. Realizing she couldn’t deal with Yvette for now, she decided to take the high road. Zeke stayed quiet too. Without Yvette around, he just wasn’t feeling it. He had zero interest in the girls' tricks.

Nellie knew exactly how to rile Zachary up. The moment he heard her comment, his expression grew stern. "Lucas, go get someone to wake up Yvette. It’s almost noon, and she’s still in bed. This is unacceptable."

"No need," a voice called from outside the door just as Lucas was about to act, and everyone at the table looked over. Yvette walked in, dressed in a simple black workout outfit with no logos. On anyone else, it might look plain, but on Yvette, it had a stylish edge.

Nellie shot a glare at the servant beside her. The servant looked white as a ghost—she had no idea when Yvette had slipped out.

In reality, Yvette had left the room at dawn, for it was the best time to practice her internal energy. She had specifically avoided others, and only several servants and the security outside the house had noticed her departure. Spotting the reserved seat at the table, Yvette walked past Nellie, who was about to say something, and took her spot. Zeke sat directly across from her, and Winona was next to her. Yvette glanced at Winona, making her feel a familiar twinge of pain in her knee.

"Alright, let’s eat. Why are you up so early? Did you manage to get enough rest?" Zachary put on a stern face, feeling his authority had been challenged yesterday. Yet, looking at Yvette, who resembled Lilian so much, he felt a twinge of guilt.

Yvette, in a good mood, replied, "I'm used to it."

Zachary finally realized Yvette was not just aloof but also tight-lipped. What bothered him most was her surprising strength—his wrist still throbbed from their earlier encounter. How could a girl be so strong?, he wondered. What he didn’t know was that Yvette had just pressed on his acupoints lightly and hadn’t really used any strength. Otherwise, it would have hurt way more.

Nellie adjusted her hair and pushed a jewelry box toward Yvette. The jewels inside were just some old things Nellie had found buried in her closet. They were worth a few thousand dollars—gifts from some wealthy guy trying to impress her, which she hadn’t thought twice about tossing aside. Nellie figured Yvette wouldn’t recognize their value, so this could score her points with both Yvette and Zachary. Anyway, Nellie had sensed that no matter how much she tried to please Yvette, it wouldn’t work.

Winona glanced at the jewelry box and instantly recognized it. She couldn’t help but scoff internally, 'Mom really knows how to play Yvette.'