Chapter 162
With a sarcastic expression, Yvette earnestly urged, “Do you think she will show her true self in front of you, Jazz?”
“I know her very well.” Jazz’s face sank.
“How can you be so sure? I think she must be a scheming woman. Otherwise, she would not have thought of using pregnancy as a trap to force your brother to marry her.”
Having reached his limit, Jazz flung his cutlery on the dining table and left without even looking at Yvette.
He did not like to hear any of those words, nor did he want to hear them. He knew Summer well enough.
Yvette furrowed her brows, wondering why he lost his cool.
She thought it must be Summer who had influenced him. Otherwise, he would not have sided with Summer.
She hated Summer even more when she thought of this.
Raine just emerged from the washroom when Jazz stormed out of the living room. “What is going on with Jazz, Yvette?” she asked.
Yvette suppressed her emotions and said calmly, “I reprimanded him about his studies and he did not
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