Yvonne Norwood's eyes shifted slightly, flashing with an inexplicable light.
But she didn't turn around.
The red-haired woman's eyes flashed with a hint of mockery.
"Are you really willing to watch him be with other women, whispering sweet nothings to them..."
"Shut up!!!"
Before the red-haired woman could finish speaking, Yvonne let out a low roar.
Her tone was husky and sharp.
After speaking, Yvonne slowly turned around.
Her eyes were now tinged with threads of blood, seemingly greatly provoked by the red-haired woman's words.
The red-haired woman, seeing Yvonne turn back, maintained her expression unchanged.
She continued, "Now there's an opportunity. I can offer it to you, it's up to you... if you're willing."
"Look at you, a dignified Norwood family member, falling to such a miserable state..."
"You've always believed that woman is nowhere near as good as you, haven't you..."
