Chapter 104 Roasting Jackson

The crowd followed suit, laughing along. I had honestly thought Yvette wouldn't come. With an exasperated sigh, I made my way down the stairs, annoyance written all over my face. Back when I needed her the most, she was off in another country, whispering sweet nothings to another man. And now, when I just wanted her as far away from me as possible, she showed up at the worst possible moment. She arrived just in time to make my dad look good in front of everyone while humiliating me in the process. It was infuriating. I suppressed my frustration and reached up to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. At the same time, I glared at her, though I kept a fake, cheerful smile plastered on my face. "Honey, you finally made it!" I said in an overly affectionate tone. Yvette raised her hand elegantly. I cursed internally, but I was left with no choice. I interlaced my fingers with hers. I remained cold and detached, but she simply curved her lips into a faint smile, her voice