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Yvette's POV
"What?" I croaked, my eyes widening in disbelief as my fingers curled slightly at my sides.
Why would he agree?
"What do you mean he agreed?" The words fell out of my mouth before I could catch them.
I stood in the centre of the grand foyer, staring at Joel and Estelle as if they had just told me the sun had turned blue.
Just a few moments ago, he had looked at me like something he could crush without effort…
He had threatened to kill me… So why the sudden change of heart? Was this a trap?
"Are you alright?" Estelle asked, gently reaching for my hand.
"I… Yes," I replied quickly, forcing a small smile onto my lips. "It just happened so fast."
I could feel Joel's eyes scanning my face for a reaction.
"Tell us," Joel said, stepping forward. "What exactly happened during the lunch?"
I felt a cold sweat prickle at my hairline. I hadn't done anything except lie, tremble, and practically assault him to hide from Vanessa.
