Rosalind, leaning on her bicycle, watched the scene unfold with a detached amusement. Her presence was so strong it was hard to ignore.
Sean shot her a look, suppressing his annoyance. He pressed the card into her hand, his voice a low hiss. “Rosalind, take the money, say thank you, and then leave.”
Today was the day Yolanda was to be formally accepted as an apprentice. He didn't want any trouble.
Rosalind, who had been lounging nonchalantly with her cool eyes, suddenly broke into a slight smile.
Fifty thousand? To help her out?
Take the money, say thank you, and leave?
The Yates family was really going all out to paint her as a petty, pathetic relative, greedy for a handout.
Just when everyone expected Rosalind to take the card and leave…
In the next second, Rosalind tossed the bank card right back at them. The motion was sharp, clean, and the card flew with surprising speed and accuracy.
Instantly!
The onlookers were stunned.
Rachel lost her composure, her voice rising to a shriek. “What do you think you’re doing? We’re trying to help you! Don’t push your luck!”
“Help me?” Rosalind propped her chin on her hand, a slow smile spreading across her face. “I’m not interested in your little drama. As for the money, Mr. Yates should probably save it for you. After all, it must take a lot of effort to maintain your position as the second Mrs. Yates.”
“You! You little…!” Rachel’s chest heaved with anger, and she nearly spat out a string of curses.
Sean clenched his fists, equally furious. If they weren’t in public, he might have hit her.
It was true that Rachel was not Sean’s first wife. He had met her while doing business in Sol, and she had pursued him, leading to a passionate affair.
Sean, eyeing the Cooper family’s influence in Sol, had abandoned his wife back in his small hometown to marry Rachel. But no one ever dared to speak of this publicly.
Rosalind’s single sentence had shattered the carefully crafted image of a loving couple that Sean and Rachel had just presented.
Her nonchalant attitude nearly made Rachel erupt again.
“Mom, don’t be angry. It’s not worth getting worked up over an outsider,” Yolanda said, taking Rachel’s arm at just the right moment. “Mr. Gonzalez Sr. is a reasonable man. He won’t misunderstand you because of some random rumor.”
This was both a reminder for Rachel to maintain her composure and a way to save face.
As expected, Rachel quickly caught on, sighing with regret. “It seems my kindness was completely misplaced.”
Yolanda consoled her, “Mom, you didn’t do anything wrong. It’s just that some people have very fragile egos. When you offer them a card directly, someone sensitive might think you’re looking down on them.”
Was she calling her poor and difficult?
Rosalind looked up, her eyes glinting with amusement as she watched Yolanda.
This girl's manipulative act was certainly subtle.
But then again, Yolanda had seen her through the car window this morning. She knew Rosalind was here for a medical consultation. Had the actress forgotten that so quickly?

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