"Yvette Larson, don't you think you should show us some proof that you've settled the matter? How else are we supposed to believe you?"

Eleanor Larson's words, the Larson family's gazes, and her grandpa's attitude completely disappointed Yvette Larson.

'I've tried my best and exhausted all means to find Hunter Sullivan for my family. In the end, I even begged my husband for a favor. But what I got in return was my relatives rebuking me. Not a single one of them believes me. Since they refuse to believe me, why had they forced me to do it?' Yvette Larson felt disappointed but also helpless.

'Familial relationships involve blood ties. I can sever ties with them, but can my father do so? He is a Larson too. He is Grandpa's son and always will be.'

Yvette Larson made a call, and very quickly, someone arrived at the office.

She leaned back against her chair, feeling utterly exhausted. "Tell the chairman about it."

"Alright, Ma'am." That person then reported some matters about the project being continued and showed them some documents from Xander Corporation.

"Let me take a look at that." Joseph Larson took the documents over to analyze them.

These documents were real and had just been sent over by Xander Corporation. It seemed like the project was indeed going to start again.

Joseph Larson looked embarrassed as he glanced at his granddaughter. "Yvette, I wronged you again. You don't blame me for that, do you?"

Now, Yvette Larson no longer wanted to speak to her grandpa. "I need to meet Hunter Sullivan; I'm leaving."

She then picked up her bag and walked out, completely ignoring her grandpa's question.

Seeing Yvette Larson's departing figure, Quince Larson gritted his teeth. "What's the big deal? You're just gleaning off the Sullivan family wanting to collaborate with the Larson family."

Eleanor Larson added, "That's right. I don't understand why Hunter Sullivan doesn't want to work with you and insists on working with that woman. Do you think that something's going on between them?"

Thud!

Joseph Larson slammed the documents in his hand onto the desk. "Can you both shut up? You're both so useless, yet you dare to speak ill of others!"

The Old Master lashed out as his blood pressure shot up. He stumbled as though he was about to fall.

Those Larson family relatives rushed up to support the Old Master as though they were trying to take credit for it.

After a few deep gasps for air, Joseph Larson finally calmed down.

…

Yvette Larson felt as though her mood had significantly lifted after walking out of the Larson Corporation. It seemed as though the air outside was even fresher than usual.

Her husband had the car, but she was in no hurry anyway. It had been a long while since she had taken a walk.

Yvette Larson seemed like an innocent and romantic teenager. She shut her eyes, breathing in the blooming flowers' fragrance as she felt the gentle breeze in her face.

Thud!

Just then, she bumped into someone and even stepped on the puppy beside her.

Woof! Woof! Woof!

The puppy barked frantically at Yvette Larson.

Knowing that she had caused an accident, she quickly apologized. "I'm sorry, Miss. I'm very, very sorry."

Yvette Larson thought it was her fault to begin with and that there was no need to shy away from apologizing.

However, the woman in front of her was dissatisfied. "No, do you think you can get away with an apology after bumping into me?"

Hearing that, Yvette Larson knew that the other party wanted monetary compensation. She couldn't help but remark at her bad luck as she took out 150 dollars. "I'm sorry. Miss, do you think this is enough?"

The woman took a glance at the notes in Yvette Larson's hand and sneered. "I thought you looked pretty educated. I didn't think that you'd be so dumb."

Yvette Larson was stunned, not understanding what the other was saying. 'Do you mean that 150 dollars isn't enough?'

"I don't really care that you bumped into me. Anyway, I didn't fall or get hurt."

Yvette Larson couldn't help but nod. 'Did I wrong her? Was I being too petty?'

But the woman's next words took Yvette Larson by surprise. "But you stepped on my baby. Do you know what breed my baby is? He's a Teddy. It's an expensive and intelligent breed!"

'Huh!?' Yvette Larson felt slightly awkward and didn't know what to say.

"How about this? I think you didn't do it on purpose, so bow to my baby three times and pay me 15,000 for his medical fees. Then, I'll treat it as though nothing happened."

'Huh?' Yvette Larson couldn't help but wonder if her ears were playing tricks on her. 'Bow to the dog three times and pay her 15,000 dollars? Isn't this a scam?'

"No, Miss. Didn't you say that I didn't do it on purpose? Besides, you weren't hurt either. Why should I bow to your dog and compensate you with so much money?"

"What, you stepped on my baby. Don't you think that you should apologize? My baby can't speak. In all other aspects, he's smarter than humans. Besides, our baby won a competition before. I only asked for 15,000 in compensation—that's already a steal!"

'She's crazy!' Yvette Larson rolled her eyes and then turned to leave without saying a word.

But that woman refused to let her go and grabbed her arm.

Seeing Yvette Larson resist, the woman threw a slap toward her face.

…

After settling his affairs with Hunter Sullivan, Finn Taylor drove toward the Larson Corporation.

He still remembered what his wife had promised him earlier in the day. To be honest, he had been waiting for this day for the past three years.

Even after arriving at the office, Finn Taylor couldn't find his wife, and it felt as though everyone was avoiding his gaze.

Instinctively, Finn Taylor knew that his wife must've been bullied again.

'But where has she gone?' Finn Taylor looked around the office, but it was to no avail.

For some reason, he was getting jumpy. He couldn't shake off the feeling that something was about to happen.

He made a call to Horned Serpent and asked him to find his wife's location.

Within five minutes, they managed to narrow down on a location.

Following Horned Serpent's directions, Finn Taylor sprinted toward that direction. Along the way, he happened to run into a group of people walking out of the mall.

Squeezing through that crowd had wasted several precious minutes.

Finn Taylor was getting more panicked by the minute. Finally, he spotted his wife after turning the corner.

She was at the junction ahead.

But just then, Finn Taylor spotted a woman slapping his wife right in the face.