Chapter 6

When Yvette's grandmother, Kayla Jones, was still alive, she used to look at Yvette with the same fondness. With a gentle gaze, Yvette softly replied, "I'm glad you're okay." Listening to her words, Martha couldn't help but admire Yvette's ethereal beauty and pleasant voice. The more she looked at Yvette, the more she liked her and was reluctant to let go of her hand. Although she wanted to speak to Yvette, Martha had only just regained consciousness and was still weak. She started to gasp for breath after a few sentences. As the ambulance finally arrived, the paramedic swiftly examined Martha. "Madam," he called. "It's nothing serious, but you still need to be taken to the hospital for further examination. This young lady's first aid was excellent. Without her, the situation could have been much worse!" The gratitude in Martha's eyes deepened. And with great effort, she removed an emerald pendant from her neck, placing it gently in Yvette's hand. "Please accept this, dear child. You can come to me anytime if you need anything." The emerald pendant felt warm against Yvette's palm. It was clearly not an ordinary item. Before Yvette could refuse, Martha was already being assisted into the ambulance. The crowd, initially doubtful of Yvette's abilities, turned to look at her in admiration after witnessing her actions. "Wow, this young lady really knows her stuff! She even saved that old lady's life, she's amazing!" "Absolutely. She's so young, yet so skilled. That's truly impressive!" "Not only is she skilled, but she's also kind-hearted. That old lady could've been in serious trouble without her." Upon exiting the shopping mall, Yasmin overheard the praises for Yvette and couldn't help but sneer. She refused to believe that Yvette, a girl who had just returned from the countryside, possessed any medical skills at all. It must have been a lucky guess. With a contemptuous snort, she sarcastically remarked, "Yvie, since you came from the countryside, you probably don't know that there are plenty of scammers in the city, especially considering our family's wealth. "Don't let your amateur medical skills cause trouble for our family!" Her repeated use of "our family" made it clear that she didn't see Yvette as a part of it. Yvette's delicate face remained expressionless, not bothering to spare Yasmin a glance as she strode inside the mall. Furious at being ignored, Yasmin's anger flared up. "Yvette, did you hear me?" She roared again, "Yvette, how dare you ignore me?" "You talk too much." Yvette halted her steps, her fox-like eyes emitting a cold gleam, instilling a sense of fear in Yasmin. "You're too noisy." With just a glance, Yasmin felt a chill run down her spine, involuntarily taking a step back. "Stop bothering me," Yvette uttered as she watched Yasmin retreat. Yvette soon continued on her way. Yasmin's expression turned grim in an instant, her lips trembling with resentment. She couldn't believe she had been intimidated by Yvette, who came from the countryside! Yasmin also couldn't help but wonder where Yvette got the emerald pendant from as it looked valuable. If only she could get her hands on it. … Inside the store, the staff led Irwin and Yara to check out some formal attire. Yvette showed up soon after. Upon seeing Yvette's simple attire, they assumed she was just a poor relative tagging along with Yara. This was especially the case considering Yasmin's instructions for them. After all, Yasmin was the most cherished family member of the Murray family. They couldn't afford to offend her. If she wanted them to target Yvette, they had no choice but to obey. "Hey, what do you think you're doing here? Who let you waltz in like this? This is a high-end store, not a place for country bumpkins like you. You're tarnishing our reputation and making our place dirty!" "We gotta clean this place up real good to get rid of that countryside smell." With a sinister smirk, one of the staff members grabbed a bottle of disinfectant and aimed it at Yvette's eyes. Yvette's reflexes were impressive. She grabbed the woman's wrist and swiftly redirected the spray, dousing the woman's face and eyes instead. Her tone remained calm and composed as she asked, "Is it clean enough now?" "Ouch!" The disinfectant was harsh on the skin and eyes, causing the woman to cry out in pain. "My eyes! It burns!" Following closely behind, Yasmin watched the scene unfold with increasingly malicious intent. She considered them a useless bunch as they couldn't even handle the simple task of harassing that wretched Yvette. "Yvie, how could you spray disinfectant into her eyes like that?" Yasmin's voice was loud, and with the commotion that had just happened in the store, a crowd of people joined in. They immediately condemned Yvette. "She looks all pretty and innocent, but how could she be so wicked?" "That's right! Spraying disinfectant into someone's eyes, that's just pure evil!" "Exactly, she has no manners or decency whatsoever." The harsher the criticism against Yvette, the more satisfying it was for Yasmin. She desired nothing more than for Yara and Irwin to realize that Yvette was nothing but a country girl, highlighting her as nothing more than an outsider in comparison to Yasmin. Noticing everyone siding with her, the employee shot Yvette a dirty look and quickly wiped away her tears, playing the victim. This only made people feel sorry for her, and the crowd grew even more annoyed with Yvette. Yasmin's face remained expressionless. She seized the opportunity to step forward, putting on a facade of kindness. "Yvie, you should tell everyone that you regret your actions. As long as it's a sincere apology, everyone will forgive you!" Yvette raised her captivating eyes, her tone indifferent. "Yes, I regret it now." This was exactly what Yasmin had been waiting for. The satisfaction in her eyes grew deeper. Forcing Yvette to apologize in front of everyone should be humiliating enough for her! "Admitting your mistakes is the first step toward improvement, Yvie. You should apologize to her right now and ask for forgiveness—" However, Yasmin's words were cut short by Yvette's impatience. "What I regret is not spraying enough just now. I should've just poured the whole bottle of disinfectant down her throat." Yvette's tone was downright savage. The crowd was stunned, taking a moment to process her words before growing even more furious. "She's a lost cause!" "Yeah, what kind of family raised a kid like her?" "She's so young, yet has such a wicked heart!"