A man with a better background than the Whites would be the object of marriage, and a woman would have to be her best friend.
It was as if she was born to befriend the rich and powerful.
It was a pity that she had been rebellious since she was a child and never let them get what they wanted.
This time was no exception.
Thinking of this, Yvonne picked up her handbag and stood up.
"I'm full. I'm leaving."
She turned around and was about to leave.
"Sit down."
Grace said.
Yvonne stopped but did not look over.
Grace said, "Brant, this is a family banquet, and I shouldn't have said that. However, since Yvonne has returned, then I have no choice but to say that the White Enterprise is in a bad state now. As the eldest daughter of the White family, Yvonne ought to bear the responsibility. But.. this isn't too good, right?"
After saying that, Grace winked at Lisa and Jane and they chimed in.
