Chapter 691
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Yvonne was in no mood to talk to Xander right now.
Sure, Xander was her husband on paper, but after what happened last night, things just felt…awkward.
And now, that witch Skye was making everything worse.
She shoved Xander aside. “Ugh, whatever you need, save it for later, alright?”
Without giving him a chance to respond, Yvonne took off after Skye like a woman possessed.
That damn Skye.
If she didn’t catch her today, who knew what remote wildlife reserve Skye would disappear to next? Maybe some alligator rescue in the Florida swamps.
Xander frowned, watching Yvonne hobble off in a fiery rage. After a brief hesitation, he decided he’d better follow.
Skye was quick on her feet.
But Yvonne wasn’t exactly a slouch either.
Finally, Yvonne cornered Skye in a dead-end alley, hands on her hips and panting
like she’d just sprinted a marathon.
“Run, go on, keep running if you can!”
“…”
“You know, you’ve got some nerve. All that talk back when Finley Yoder was hanging around my brother, but I never saw you pull stunts this low. What’s up with you? Catch some kind of ‘shameless’ gene lately?”
Just thinking about how badly Skye had played her when she was looking for Star made Yvonne want to wring her neck.
Skye smirked. “Excuse me, but who here’s being shameless? I helped you find your person, and now you want your reward back? Since when does it work like that?”
“Helped me? Please! My brother found her first. You just took a quick spin around Portis City and then peaced out.”
Yvonne was fuming. Who gets paid just for taking a stroll?
Skye shrugged. “With your brother already there, you want me to stick around as the third wheel?”
“Cut the crap. Give me back my stuff. We agreed you’d bring her to me, not just drop a hint and vanish!”
That was a fat paycheck for a half-baked job.
Yvonne glared. “And you stole from me, too.”
She was already mad, but this just poured gasoline on the fire.
She’d paid Skye everything she was owed, but Skye still had the nerve to swipe something from her on the way out. Was she born without shame?
Skye just shrugged. “I didn’t steal, I found it.”
“Found it’? In my room, you mean?”
“Well, yeah. But I found it, so…”
Yvonne nearly exploded.
Her own stuff, “found” in her own room,
,
fair game. What kind of logic was that? Screw logic-she was over it.
and apparently that made it
Yvonne, clutching her side in anger, charged at Skye without another word.
“You little thief, I swear I’m gonna tear you apart today!”
If Skye didn’t return her things, Yvonne was ready to rip her to shreds right there.
Yvonne hot-tempered, but Skye wasn’t exactly known for her
patience either, especially aftel.ne
years wrangling wild animals.
When fire meets gasoline.
They launched at each other, fists flying, neither willing to back down.
Skye landed a punch to Yvonne’s chest, making her gasp in pain, but Yvonne got in a solid kick to Skye’s stomach.
They were so wrapped up in their brawl that they didn’t hear the two black SUVS screech to a halt at the mouth of the alley.
Suddenly, a dozen guys jumped out, armed with baseball bats and crowbars, heading straight for them.
The newcomers looked like they meant business, and Yvonne and Skye paused, eyeing each other warily.
Yvonne muttered, “Friends of yours out for revenge?”
Skye’s lips twitched. “Wouldn’t be the first time.”
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