Chapter 290 Sleep With Me

I walked past Oliver without a word and strode into the room. Yvette was sitting leisurely on the couch. She was flipping through a magazine with an air of elegance and composure. She was a stark contrast to the woman from yesterday—the one who had grabbed me desperately, questioned me hysterically, and nearly broke down trying to drag me away. Yesterday, she was on the verge of collapse. Today, she was perfectly calm. Now, I understood why she had let me go without chasing after me despite her rage. She had already anticipated that I would come to her on my own. My eyes flickered to the iced coffee resting on the table beside her. An impulse rose within me—I wanted nothing more than to dump it over her head. "Yvette, how can you be so ruthless?" I gritted my teeth. "You toy with people like this. Aren't you afraid of karma?" Oliver, sensing the tension, exited the room and closed the door behind him. Yvette lifted her face slightly, but her eyes remained on the magazine as