Chapter 691

They met in a small, secluded park.

When Marico found Yvonne, he saw she was wearing a cheap tracksuit. Her hair had been cut short, just to her ears, and she wore no makeup. She looked like a completely different person.

Seeing her like this, Marico couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

“I thought you were the cleaning lady!”

Yvonne’s face hardened. “I need to talk to you about something serious!”

Marico was clearly not in the mood for serious business. He continued to taunt her. “I heard you’re not really Donald’s biological daughter. Your mom had you with some other man, and when Donald found out, he sent you and your mother abroad. So, how did you get back?”

Yvonne frowned. “I snuck back.”

“What for?”

“To find you, of course!”

“To find me?” Marico scoffed. “Don’t tell me you still want me to marry you. Yvonne, have you looked in a mirror lately? I was willing to marry you before because you were a Bishop. What are you now? A bastard. Do you think you’re worthy of marrying me?”

“Marico!” Yvonne gritted her teeth. “I came to you to propose a partnership!”

“You? Partner with me?”

Yvonne took a deep breath. “I can help you take back Zenith Group from Theodore!”

Marico blinked. “You? Take it from Theodore?”

“I have a way. But it depends on whether you actually want Zenith Group.”

Marico knew Yvonne was resourceful, but after a moment’s thought, he said, “I don’t want it.”

“You… you’re the true grandson of the Stapleton family. Are you really content to let an outsider have Zenith Group?”

“I have Stapleton blood in my veins, and Theodore has Stapleton blood in his. There’s no fundamental difference between us.”

“But you are the rightful heir.”

“Rightful heir? What a load of crap.”

Yvonne took several deep breaths.

“So you’re fine with Theodore

holding you down at every turn? With him being able to ship you off to another country with just a word? And what about your parents? They’ve always thought you inferior to him. Don’t you want to prove them wrong?”

That struck a nerve. Marico’s expression shifted. He had just come from the police station, where his parents had disowned him yet again The memory of them calling him useless, not as capable as Theodore, genuinely angered him.

His whole life, everyone had compared him to Theodore, always saying he fell short.

He just never had the chance to show his abilities. It wasn’t that he was less capable than Theodore.

Seeing that her words were having an effect, Yvonne added fuel to the fire.

“Once you’re in his position, no one will dare look down on you again.”

Marico was silent for a moment, then looked at Yvonne skeptically. “I may want Zenith Group, but I don’t believe you have what it takes to get it.”

Yvonne’s eyes darkened. “It doesn’t matter if you believe me. I’ll prove it to you.”

For Zenith Group’s thirtieth anniversary gala, Penelope was also invited. Mr. Stapleton Sr. had personally delivered the invitation to her.

Given all the recent turmoil in the family, the old man wanted to liven things up with the event and insisted that she attend with the two children.

That afternoon, after picking the boys up from school, she rushed home to change into the outfits she had prepared.

She let the boys dress themselves

while she went to her room to put on her evening gown. Just as she was about to start on her makeup, she heard shouting from outside. She came out to see the two children, one armed with a teddy bear and the

other with a pillow, already in the middle of a fight.

Normally, she would have let them be, but they were in a hurry. She quickly pulled them apart.

“He said my outfit is ugly!” Hubert pointed at Julian, tattling to Penelope.

Julian pouted. “It is ugly.”