Yaacob placed a piece of Wagyu beef onto Nancy's plate, chuckling. "You can't give me an answer like that. That's clearly a trap." Lucy's lashes quivered when she caught sight of the smile on Yaacob's face. She was even more surprised when she heard Yaacob add, "We're all family here, so don't hold back. Just order anything you want. Go all out." "Well, in that case, I want a bottle of '92 red wine," Nancy requested. "Sure thing!" Yaacob immediately summoned the waiter and gave Nancy's order. Not only that but when the waiter wheeled the wine in, he stood up and helped her pour it. "Just a little bit for the taste. You shouldn't drink too much," he said, pouring her a small glass. The look in his eyes was so tender, it was as though he had already gotten into the character of a caring, loving husband. Unbeknownst to him, Lucy's scowl was growing more intense by the minute. "Yaacob, can you pour me a glass too?" she asked. "No, you drove yourself here, so you shouldn't d
Nancy's hand stiffened at the mention of Spencer's name. Lucy, realizing that, immediately tried to salvage the situation. "Xander, Yaacob has brought his fiancee to meet us today, so let's not talk about the past, shall we? Besides, we all heard of what happened after that, and she's divorced now anyway!" Lucy's comment seemed to have made it worse. Yaacob, previously oblivious to the disdain in Lucy and Xander's comments, could not ignore this any longer. He glanced at Lucy out of the corner of his way and warned, "Shut up and just eat your food, will you?" "Yaacob!" Xander exclaimed. "Lucy's right. You only returned to Athenapolis a month ago, so you had no idea what happened here before that. You never saw just how desperate Nancy was to marry Spencer. It was the talk of the town! I know you're eager to get married, but even then, you still shouldn't play with someone else's old toy!" Nancy finally could not hold it in any longer. She bit her lip, trying to stifle her fur
Lucy shuddered at this and quickly released him. Despite Yaacob's anger, she still felt a little upset at being treated like this. "I'm just looking out for you. Am I wrong for doing this? Xander and I already investigated Nancy before. Her background is really complicated, and she sleeps around with everyone under the sun. I have a friend who works in the media who told me that her promiscuity is the real reason behind her divorce from Spencer. A month ago, she was caught red-handed checking into a hotel with a man who's not Spencer." Lucy was talking about Yaacob's encounter with Nancy, but she did not know that. Yaacob did not intend to explain anything to Lucy. Instead, he rubbed his temples in exasperation. "It's one thing for her to get divorced, but another matter entirely because she's now fallen out with the Shaws. This means you'll be put in a very awkward situation when you inevitably run into Spencer in the future, Yaacob! We all know the real reason you decided to co
Yaacob never tried to contact Nancy again after that day. It seemed that he meant it. The truth was, after giving it some thought, Nancy regretted her decision to walk away that night. When she received her court order in the mail, she could not help wondering if everything would be different if she had not stormed out of the room that day. However, every time she recalled Xander and Lucy's condescending faces, she would change her mind. Even if she had gotten married to Yaacob after all, it would surely be a miserable one, having to live in the shadows of his snotty friends. She would rather rot in jail than have to impress his haughty friends! Besides, after that incident, she could not help thinking that Yaacob was far more powerful than she initially thought. Nancy had seen Lucy around town before. She was the heiress to one of the country's richest fortunes, and the Lanes were close to the Shaws. On the other hand, she could not quite put her finger on who Xander was.
"What? You're getting married again? Who is it this time?" Yvonne was utterly stunned by this. "Well, it doesn't matter anymore, because the engagement fell through!" Yvonne was more than relieved to hear that. "Honestly, I'm glad it fell through. You've always been hopeless at choosing men, so I think it's best you stay single for a while first." "Yes, thank you, Ma'am. I promise I'll let you weigh in the next time I try to settle down." "It doesn't change anything because you refuse to listen to what I say. When I tried to warn you about Spencer, you didn't listen to me. You were drowning in blind affection, and you even threatened to cut me off because of that!" "Alright, I get it. I admit I was stupid. Let's not talk about this anymore. I feel like I'm being shredded into pieces every time!" Nancy and Yvonne were both upfront and honest people. Although they went six months without talking, they were never the kind to hold grudges, and it was only a matter of time befor
Just as Nancy predicted, Teresa glanced at her rundown surroundings, disguising her contempt as concern for her sister. Finally, she asked, "Nancy, why don't you come home with us?" "Home? Which home?" "Our house, of course! The Lawsons!" Nancy smirked and took a step back. "It's been years since I left that place, and I no longer want anything to do with those people." "Come on, we grew up together, and there's no such thing as grudges among family," Teresa said, trying to convince her. "I know you're still mad at me and refuse to take the alimony from Spencer, but it's time to put this behind us now. Mom and Dad are worried about you, so come back, please?" "Alimony? What alimony? Who said I refused to take it?" Nancy echoed in a shrill voice, trying to put Teresa in her place. The color drained from Teresa's face. She never once imagined Nancy would bring up the topic of money all of a sudden. Teresa knew Nancy like the back of her hand. She knew just how stubborn Nanc
Spencer's car pulled to a halt in front of Lawson Mansion. He got out of the driver's seat, then circled over to the front passenger side to open the car door for Teresa. Nancy, on the other hand, got out of the car herself. She gazed wistfully at the intricate carvings on the familiar metal gate. The image of her storming out of the house with her luggage was replaying over and over in her head. "Let's go inside, Nancy," Spencer said. At the same moment, one of the servants approached them to open the gates. She grinned when she saw Spencer and Teresa, but her smile faltered when her gaze landed on Nancy. "Hello, Mr. Shaw, Ms. Teresa… Uhm… Ms. Nancy?" It had been such a long time since she last saw Nancy that she had forgotten how to greet her. Not only that, but there was a striking foreignness in the way she was greeted compared to Spencer and Teresa. However, Nancy did not seem to notice that at all. She nodded in response to the servant, then followed her into the compound
Spencer, who had always been a soft spoken man, could not even utter the words "sugar daddy" from his mouth, but judging from the look on his face, it was clear that was what he meant. "Was Teresa the one who told you?" Nancy asked. "It has nothing to do with Teresa, Nancy. I'm a man, and I can tell from one glance that that man does not have good intentions. And I know from that encounter that both of you are far more involved than you let on. You'd better stay away from him." If it were not for the fact that they were being scrutinized by a crowd of guests right now, Nancy would have rolled her eyes at this. Spencer was calling her a whore under the facade of looking out for her. What the hell was wrong with this man? If he were truly as sharp as he pretended to be, why did it take him so long to see past Teresa's act and discover her true colors? Nancy was silent. Spencer took this as a sign that she was mulling his words over, so he added, "If you really want to get m