Chapter 459 The Taste of Her Own Medicine

Ka-chunk, ka-chunk. The clerk pressed the official seal onto both marriage certificates, finalizing the legal union between Owen and Peggy. Peggy snatched hers up, beaming from ear to ear. Owen, however, looked like a man walking to his own funeral. He didn’t even glance at it.

The moment the paperwork was done, Owen turned and stormed off. When he saw Yunice standing nearby watching the show, he paused to snap, "Happy now? Got your revenge?"

Yunice looked back at him with calm disdain, just watching his impotent rage without saying a word.

Once he left, Peggy quickly latched onto Yunice’s arm. "Come on, take me to the Saunders family home! Give me the grand tour." She still had no idea where the Saunders residence even was. She’d tried asking Owen earlier, but he refused to tell her.

Yunice said, "Let’s head outside first."

Peggy, eager to please her new sister-in-law, followed along without complaint.

Out in the courtyard, Yunice finally stopped and turned to her with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. "Congratulations. You got what you wanted."

Peggy, sensing something off, giggled. "What do you mean?"

Yunice adjusted her sleeve where Peggy had wrinkled it. "You pulled off the con. Congratulations."

Peggy’s expression stiffened. Just as she was about to blow up, Yunice calmly cut her off. "You studied medicine, didn’t you? You should know that a drunk man physically can’t get an erection."

Peggy panicked. "There are exceptions! Medical journals say it’s possible—maybe Owen’s just… gifted!"

Yunice said coolly, "I’ve studied a bit of traditional diagnostics. I can tell a man’s physical state from his face. Owen’s never had any sexual experience." Yunice added, "If Owen and Elsie had insisted on going to court today, your fabricated evidence would’ve fallen apart. You wouldn’t just lose the case—you’d be liable for damages."

Peggy choked on her next breath, but then crossed her arms and scoffed. "What does it matter now? You signed the agreement, the license is stamped. There’s no going back!"

"Exactly," Yunice said with a smirk. "That’s why now is the perfect time to expose you."

Peggy blinked. She didn’t understand. Things were going exactly the way she’d planned. She was officially part of the Saunders family. Yunice was even paying for her wedding. What was there to go back from?

Sensing her tension, Yunice smiled. "Relax. I won’t out you. But remember this: you married into the Saunders family, not into me. So whatever you do from here on, stay out of my way." Then she leaned in and whispered into Peggy’s ear. "Because if you don’t, I’ll show you what a real shameless person looks like."

Peggy’s stomach dropped. She stared warily after Yunice as she walked away. The joy of just getting married vanished into thin air.

A moment later, Peggy’s phone pinged. She looked down—it was a message from Yunice: An address. The Saunders family’s address. Just like that, all her nerves were forgotten. Excited, Peggy hailed a cab and rushed off toward her new home.

In Yunice’s car, the butler caught her smiling faintly in the rearview mirror. She looked out the window, her expression one of complete satisfaction. There was no revenge more satisfying than lived experience. Now Owen would finally understand what it felt like. But it would be even more interesting if things got messier.

Yunice asked, "Did Wyatt say what time he’s coming back?"

The butler replied, "He called earlier. Said he has a meeting and told you not to wait up."

So he wouldn’t be home anytime soon.

Yunice had nothing better to do, so she said, "Take me to the office."

The butler turned the car around and headed for Huaxin Pharma. At the company, Yunice changed into protective gear and joined Laurie in the lab to learn some technical procedures.

After running a few reaction experiments, someone came in to speak with Laurie. "Ms. Laurie, we’ve verified the data from this trial. Once Mr. Wyatt signs it, it’s ready for archiving."

Normally, anything time-sensitive like this would be handled immediately. But Laurie barely glanced at it and waved it off. "Leave it with me. Mr. Wyatt’s not in today."

Yunice’s hand, mid-stirring, froze. By the time she moved again, she’d missed the optimal reaction window. The experiment was ruined.

Laurie glanced at her but didn’t notice anything off. Yunice calmly disposed of the failed mixture and started over, her movements unhurried and composed. Laurie never noticed a thing.