Yvonne Vaughn clearly hadn't expected to run into Jameson Valerius here. She couldn't even remember how long it had been since she'd last seen the man who had ruined her life, nor the circumstances of their final meeting.
Perhaps it was due to the inherent gap in their status, or perhaps it was because of the years of oppression she had suffered at Jameson Valerius's hands, but Yvonne Vaughn felt an instinctive fear of him. The moment she saw him, her nerves tensed up, and her grip on Aurora Sterling's hand tightened abruptly.
Jameson Valerius, it seemed, also hadn't expected to see Yvonne Vaughn here. His already sour expression darkened even further at that moment. "Why is she here?"
The "she" he referred to was, of course, Yvonne Vaughn, whose body trembled at the sound of Jameson Valerius's voice.
Aurora Sterling could clearly feel Yvonne's trembling. She squeezed Yvonne's hand tightly in a reassuring gesture.
