CHAPTER 39: CHAPTER 39: DO I NEED TO PICK A DATE TO HIT YOU?

Yvonne Hawthorne’s mind sparked, and a name immediately popped out.

—— Daisy Bell!

John Abbott took advantage of her distraction and quickly slipped into the elevator.

By the time Yvonne chased over, the elevator doors had already closed, avoiding her like the plague.

Yvonne turned around, frustrated, and pulled out her phone to call an intermediary for information.

"You said earlier, John Abbott is a die-hard fan of a domestic female star, right? Is that star the recent international Best Actress winner Daisy Bell?"

After receiving confirmation, Yvonne figured everything out, and a cloud loomed over her delicate and beautiful face.

It must be that bitch Tanya Sinclair somehow found out about the video, then went to complain to Daisy Bell!

Daisy Bell was very close to Tanya Sinclair; back when Tanya and Vincent Hawthorne got married, Daisy was her only bridesmaid.

And John Abbott is a fan of Daisy Bell!

Yvonne gritted her teeth in anger.

It must have been Daisy Bell standing up for Tanya Sinclair, going to John Abbott to badmouth her, causing her to lose the chance to collaborate with AU International!

"Tanya Sinclair!" Yvonne gnashed her teeth, "Just wait and see how I deal with you!"

She stormed out of the Intercontinental Hotel in high heels, pulled out her phone, and dialed Vincent’s number, immediately complaining, "Brother, Tanya Sinclair has screwed me over badly..."

Yvonne stopped abruptly halfway through her words.

Vincent over the phone sounded puzzled: "Yvonne, what are you talking about? What happened to Tanya?"

"..." Yvonne couldn’t bother to reply, she stared intently across the street, only to see Tanya Sinclair walking out of a restaurant side by side with a woman whose face was covered by a scarf, chatting and laughing together!

This bitch, not only did she cause her to lose such a valuable business opportunity, but she also dared to gloat in her face!

...

Tanya Sinclair and Daisy Bell stepped out of the store, making the act complete. Tanya was still wearing sunglasses, holding a walking stick, with a delicate food box hanging on her wrist.

Inside were specially packed sushi and desserts for Caden and Joy.

The two children should be happy to see the delicious food when they return from school.

Thinking of that scene, Tanya couldn’t help but smile.

"Daisy, keep me posted on what Aunt Lewis finds out." Tanya said.

"Don’t worry, I’ve already given your contact to the private detective. Anything he finds will be sent directly to your email. But Tanya, she’s just a nanny, you’re still Mrs. Hawthorne, why not just fire her?" Daisy, always straightforward, didn’t quite understand.

"..."

Tanya paused for a moment in silence.

Aunt Lewis was most likely someone Cindy Lynn arranged, and considering Cindy’s importance in Vincent’s heart right now, without solid evidence, if Tanya suddenly fired Aunt Lewis, Cindy might retaliate, causing a stir.

Now in the Hawthorne Family, Tanya was already isolated and helpless.

But Tanya didn’t intend to reveal these things to Daisy. Daisy was already doing enough for her despite being so busy. Although they were best friends, Daisy’s kindness was a courtesy, not an obligation.

The messy life affairs were her own to tidy up.

Tanya smiled at Daisy and casually changed the subject, "Alright, let’s go, don’t let anyone recognize you."

Daisy’s pickup car was already waiting at the roadside, the agent was inside.

"I’ll take off now, Tanya, take good care of yourself, message me if there’s anything." Daisy looked at Tanya’s pitifully thin, sharp face and reluctantly advised.

Tanya chuckled, about to speak.

"Tanya Sinclair, you bitch!" An abrupt, shrill voice rang out.

Before Tanya could react, she was roughly jerked by the charging Yvonne, followed by a fierce slap on her face.

’Smack—’ The crisp sound.

Tanya staggered from the blow, instantly tasting blood in her mouth.

The slap was delivered with all of Yvonne’s strength, she looked at Tanya, with a cut corner of the mouth from the hit, and a fierce gleam of satisfaction appeared in her eyes.

"To think you dare to backstab me, Tanya Sinclair, you’ve really grown some guts!"

Everything happened so suddenly and quickly, Daisy reacted, boiling with rage, she rolled up her sleeves ready to beat up Yvonne.

"You f***ing..."

However, Tanya spun around and firmly held her back.

"I’m fine." She gently comforted Daisy, while keeping an eye on the paparazzo in the corner.

Actually, she had already noticed the paparazzo as they stepped out of the store, but given Daisy was thoroughly covered, there was no concern of scandalous behavior being captured, so she hadn’t paid much mind.

But if Daisy got filmed hitting someone in public, she could kiss Director Langdon’s new film goodbye!

The agent in the car also keenly noticed the paparazzo and quickly put down the phone.

Daisy fumed with rage: "Tanya, let me go! I’ll make this b**** regret... ugh!"

From behind, the agent swiftly moved, decisively muffling Daisy’s profanity-laden mouth.

"Madam, hold your tongue!"

She was already a magnet for negative press, any vulgar outburst would only fuel scandalous stories.

Yvonne now recognized Daisy too.

She glanced scornfully at the way Tanya was holding back Daisy, showing no surprise.

That bumpkin Tanya has groveled to her brother for so many years, how could she possibly dare confront her? She wouldn’t spare any effort to curry favor with her.

It was probably Daisy who went to John Abbott behind Tanya’s back; after all, Tanya wasn’t bold enough to offend her!

"Daisy, you go first." Tanya blocked the paparazzo’s camera, saying in a low voice, "Don’t worry, I won’t take a loss."

Daisy didn’t want to leave, but couldn’t resist the strength of the agent behind her, who quickly hauled her into the car, then gave Tanya a grateful look, shut the car door, and the driver sped off.

Tanya stood alone, lowering her head to loosen her wrist, her eyes cold and still beneath her sunglasses.

Behind her, Yvonne leisurely approached.

She had already thought of a way to fix it,

As long as Tanya could persuade Daisy to ask John Abbott again, her collaboration with AU International might still be saved!

Yvonne arrogantly said: "Tanya Sinclair, if you don’t figure out a way to get Daisy to bring John Abbott back to me today, I’ll tell my brother..."

Not finishing her sentence, Tanya turned around and with a heavy slap, swiftly struck Yvonne across the face.

Yvonne was instantly smacked onto the ground, half of her face stinging numb.

She opened her mouth to curse but felt something odd, glancing down to find a blood-stained tooth spat out!

She was shaking with rage, that bitch Tanya had knocked out her tooth!

"Tanya Sinclair, how dare you hit me!"

Tanya sneered: "Why, should I wait for a better time and day to hit you?"

"You!"

Yvonne could hardly believe her ears, this bitch was defying the heavens!

She no longer cared about appearances, lunging at Tanya like she wanted to tear her apart!

Tanya discreetly tightened her grip on the walking stick in her hand, she hadn’t endured Yvonne’s slap for nothing, the street cameras clearly showed Yvonne had struck first.

Next, she needed only ’legitimate self-defense’.

But before Tanya could retaliate, a man in a suit stepped in front of her, blocking Yvonne!

"Stop!"