Chapter 520 Glass Towers
Chapter 520 Glass Towers
As they stepped into the banquet hall, the dazzling lights and refracted sparkle from the jewelry were nearly overwhelming.
Yunice rested her hand lightly on Wyatt’s wrist and softly asked, “Where should I go?”
At events like this, men and women usually separated and handled their own social circles.
But Wyatt said, “You’re staying with me.”
Yunice frowned slightly but didn’t argue,
With Wyatt’s status, his mere presence drew attention. And as the woman on his arm, she naturally became a subject of whispered scrutiny.
A businessman came up to greet them. “Mr. Cooper.”
Then, turning to Yunice, he added. “Mrs. Cooper.”
Yunice gave a polite smile. “Mr. Samuel. Good evening.”
The man nodded with a smile and began chatting with Wyatt over champagne.
Yunice smiled and listened, though her peripheral vision was busy scanning the room.
She quickly picked up on the glances–mostly from women–constantly landing on her.
Some couples talked while occasionally casting looks in her direction.
She glanced down at her phone. Still no message back from Oscar.
Just then, another couple approached. The man started talking with Wyatt, while the woman looked toward Yunice and teased, “Mr. Cooper, your wife’s been standing in those heels for a while now. Must be
tiring
Wyatt glanced down at Yunice. She quickly said, “I’ll sit for a bit.”
The woman smiled generously. “I’ll join you.”
Yunice offered a standard polite smile. Just as she pulled out a chair to sit, a flash of brilliant red cut right between them and dropped into the seat beside her.
The woman froze, surprised by the sudden arrival.
Freya waved her clutch playfully and grinned. “Mrs. Cooper and I are acquainted. You don’t mind if I sit here, do you?”
The woman’s expression tightened, but she couldn’t very well tell Freya to leave,
to sit down too.
Wyatt gave Yunice a look, signaling he was stepping away for a bit,
had no choice but
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Meanwhile, the man speaking with Wyatt cast a sharp glance at the woman seated at Yunice table unspoken warning. She looked clearly uncomfortable, as if the task she’d been assigned har just become ten times harder.
In a place like this, no small talk was meaningless. Every conversation had a motive.
Freya, wedged between Yunice and the other woman, made that motive harder to fulfill
Freya sipped her champagne, eyes still on the glass, and casually said, “Our little princess from the Crawford family has everything–plenty of resources, and a reliable man. No point wasting your time on her. She’s not getting involved in your little power plays.
The woman flushed at being so bluntly exposed
In any negotiation, success depended on offering what the other lacked. You filled in each other’s gaps.
But Freya was right–Yunice had it all: a powerful family, a perfect husband. She didn’t need resources or allies. There was no reason for her to compromise downward.
The woman faltered. She glanced toward the man who’d sent her over, only to be hit with more pressure from his gaze.
She started to rise–then sat back down.
Turning to Yunice, she lowered her voice and said, “Mrs. Cooper, do you really think your position is secure?”
Seeing that neither Yunice nor Freya reacted, she continued, “It’s normal for men to be unfaithful. If your don’t start preparing for yourself, you’re the one who’ll suffer later
She leaned in slightly. “Mr. Cooper’s father is a perfect example, isn’t he? If he’d been loyal, Mr. Cooper wouldn’t even exist.”
The implication was clear: even the most respected wives couldn’t stop their husbands from fathering illegitimate children. Was Yunice getting too comfortable too soon?
Still, both women stayed silent.
Undeterred, the woman pushed on. “Mr. Cooper isn’t the only one in your life. Sure, no one dares send women his way openly now–but that’s not because of you. It’s because of another woman.”
Freya’s brow furrowed, her anger clearly rising.
She hadn’t heard about Nora yet, and was reacting on instinct–just the thought of Wyatt having another woman ticked her off
She was about to speak when she felt a hand discreetly squeeze her leg under the table..
It was Yunice.
Freya caught the signal and leaned back in her seat, relaxing.
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The woman. frustrated by the lack of response, pressed on. “I’m serious. A few years ago, the Johnson family handed over a daughter they kept hidden. It happened during a dinner. They gave her to Wyatt-
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and he took her.
She went on. “After that, the door was wide open. Everyone followed suit, throwing women at him. When he refused publicly, they started sending them by force.”
Then she added, “Eventually, one of those women showed up in front of the Johnson family’s daughter Wyatt completely lost it. Ruined her–and her entire family. Took them from luxury to rock bottom in a month. That story made the rounds. You’ve heard it, haven’t you?”
She looked back and forth between Yunice and Freya, desperate for a reaction.
But all she saw were two calmi, unreadable smiles,
The more composed they looked, the more the woman’s desperate attempts at sowing discord made her seem like a fool.