Yvette felt a sudden chill run down her spine.

Rachel walked up to Yvette and said, “Did you tell Grandpa it was you who drugged Tyler? He said to your face that he’d be coming after the Lloyd family for answers."

“So instead of wasting time on me, maybe you two should start figuring out how to deal with Tyler. I don’t need to tell you how difficult he is to handle.”

At the thought of Tyler’s facial expression back then, Yvette instantly started to panic.

Gerald instinctively turned to look at Yvette. “Is what Rachel said true? Did you drug Tyler?”

Yvette stepped back reflexively.

“I didn’t have a choice, Grandpa. Tyler clearly wasn’t interested in me. If I hadn’t done something, I wouldn’t have even gotten close to him.”

As she spoke, she pointed at Rachel and shifted all the blame to her.

“It’s her fault! She ruined everything! If it weren’t for her, Tyler and I would already be together. With pressure from the public, he would’ve had no choice but to marry me!”

Rachel didn’t bother hiding her scorn, mocking Yvette’s delusion without restraint. “Yvette, are you out of your mind? Do you really think Tyler can be so easily manipulated by women?

“Even if he didn’t realize what you did right away, do you think he’d let you threaten him afterwards?

“If you end up taking the fall for this mess, fine. But if he decides to come after the Lloyd family too; your days as the Lloyd family’s darling are over.”

Rachel rarely interacted with Yvette, and now she realized just how stupid she really was.

Yvette was reckless. She always charged blindly ahead. Even someone like William was wary of Tyler. How dare the Lloyd family mess with him?

Gerald’s expression turned even gloomier as Rachel spoke.

He turned to Yvette and yelled, “Why didn’t you talk to me before doing something like this?!”

Yvette shrank back, her shoulders hunched. “I thought it would be faster this way. You told me to slowly build a connection with Tyler, but he acts like he doesn’t even see me. How am I supposed to get close to someone like that?”

“That still doesn’t justify using such despicable methods!”

Gerald had been furious with Rachel at first, but now most of his anger was directed at Yvette. He couldn’t believe she stooped so low.

Rachel wasn’t interested in watching the two of them argue. She waved her hand.

“If there’s nothing else, I’m leaving.”

“Wait! Rachel, you caused this mess. Do you think you can just walk away like that?” Yvette rushed forward and grabbed Rachel by the wrist.

Rachel’s gaze turned cold and her tone became forceful. “Let go.”

Yvette flinched under her glare, but she held on. If Rachel left now, she’d be left to take the full brunt of Gerald’s rage. He might actually beat her to death.

“I’m not letting go,” Yvette said stubbornly. “You haven’t explained everything. How was the drug in Tyler’s system handled? Shouldn’t you tell Grandpa? Didn’t William ask you anything?”

Chapter 117

As she spoke, Rachel saw a flicker of smugness in Yvette’s eyes.

Rachel pursed her lips and shook her hand free with a look of pure disdain.

“Get lost. That slap I gave you? Gerald already avenged you. But if you keep pestering me, I won’t mind giving you another.” Yvette clenched her jaw so tightly it looked like her teeth might break. Her eyes burned with hatred as she stared at Rachel. “If you don’t clear this up right now, I’m not letting you go. Did you sleep with Tyler or not?”

“Oh, what a coincidence. I was just about to ask what kind of drug you gave me. Why were the effects so intense?”