Chapter 230
Yvonne didn’t particularly want to approach them, but since Thomas had already spoken, it would be rude not to go over and say hello.
“Ms. Jones, hello,” Yolanda said with a soft smile, offering her hand to Yvonne. But the slight lift of her eyebrows betrayed a hint of arrogance.
As Mr. Walker’s daughter, it was only natural that she wouldn’t see Yvonne as an equal.
Yvonne had no intention of trying to curry favor. After a brief exchange, she looked at Bennett and simply said, “Mr. Bennett Thompson p>
Bennett’s cool gaze swept over her for a moment before he replied with a noncommittal, “Hm,” then turned back to speak with Yolanda.
Yvonne wasn’t one to linger where she wasn’t wanted. She turned to chat with someone else and then walked away.
As the heir to the Thompson family, Istra’s wealthiest family, Bennett was quickly surrounded by people trying to make connections.
Yolanda clung to Bennett’s arm, effortlessly mingling with the guests. She smiled brightly, clearly enjoying the compliments and attention.
Bennett, as usual, said little, but he seemed very attentive to Yolanda’s mood. No matter what she said, he would look at her and respond at the appropriate moments.
Someone suggested that Yolanda, a talented pianist, should play a song. The idea quickly evolved into a request for Yolanda and Bennett to perform a four-hand piano duet. The room erupted in cheers.
Yolanda blushed and glanced at Bennett for his opinion.
Bennett rarely refused Yolanda anything. They walked hand-in-hand to the black grand piano and sat down to play.
The man and woman sat side by side-he, tall and handsome; she, gentle and lovely. Anyone would have called them a talented man and a beautiful woman, a perfect pair.
Yvonne stood in the audience, the familiar notes of the piano filling her ears, her eyes fixed on the stage.
The man’s profile was as handsome and cool as ever, seemingly unchanged from before. But Yvonne knew he was no longer her Ben, and hers alone.
When the piece ended, the room filled with applause.
Thomas laughed and joked, “Aren’t you two being a little too much? You’re going to steal the spotlight from the birthday boy p>
Bennett remained silent, while Yolanda just smiled shyly, a faint blush on her cheeks.
“It’s your birthday; it’s supposed to be lively! You entertainment people are all so multitalented. Lhad this… antique piano brought in specifically. to give everyone a chance to show
off
Karina said with a smile.
However, after Bennett and Yolanda’s performance, no one was eager to volunteer
to go next.
Karina’s eyes scanned the crowd, finally landing on Yvonne.
“Ms. Jones looks like a multi-talented woman. Why don’t you play a song for us p>
As soon as Karina spoke, all eyes in the room turned to Yvonne.
“Karina,” Noah said, gently pulling his wife’s arm.
Karina was a woman of high society, accomplished in every way, but her one flaw was her intense jealousy He had only glanced at the young woman for a moment, and Karina was already looking for a chance for, to give her a hard time.
But Karina shrugged off Noah’s hand and raised an eyebrow at Yvonne No need to be shy Mis Jones. Just play whatever you like. No one will laugh, regardless of how well you do p>
Yvonne listened and then smiled faintly.
Karina was putting on this whole show just to see her make a fool of herself.
She had actually had a good impression of Karina before, though she’d heard rumors of her jealousy—that Noah wasn’t allowed to have so much as a female mosquito near him.
Yvonne had always thought it was an exaggeration, but now she was seeing it firsthand.
“Then I suppose I shouldn’t refuse,” Yvonne said with grace, lifting the hem of her dress as she walked to the stage.
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