The car drifted off before heading out, and Yolanda Taylor looked at the diminishing reporter inside the rearview mirror, retracting her gaze and inclining her head to look at Primo Jones, “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome.”
Yolanda Taylor laughed a little, tilting her head to look out the car window with a cool smile, “It’s ironic to say that the night he and Xenia Davis got engaged back then, my dad had just broken.”
All these years later, Yolanda Taylor always remembers that night and how she fell from one abyss and then inside another.
If he hadn’t been so cruel as to take Petra away from her at the airport, maybe she would have let the past go with the wind.
People will always encounter some people who are sorry for themselves in their lives, she can’t count on every one of them, that would be too tiring.
She and Gwen Fox, from the beginning is wrong, like the wrong position players, to the end, ranking are not.
In front of the red light, Primo Jones stopped the car, inclined his head to look at the side of her face: ”In fact, when you think about it from a different perspective, this is also considered two good things. Your father has been paralyzed in bed for so many years, living should also be very bitter, death may be relief for him. As for what happened between you and Gwen Fox, Lamar Fox is not an easy man, and if you hadn’t separated back then, he probably wouldn’t have let you get on with it.”
It was the first time Yolanda Taylor had ever heard someone so comforting; Primo Jones was nothing short of a sophomoric talent.
She withdrew her eyes and gave him a faint look, “If you put it that way, a lot of things are good when you look at them differently.”
“I’m not afraid you’re stuck in the past and can’t get out.”
Yolanda Taylor was stunned for a moment, “No one should want to get stuck in such a painful past.”
Saying that, she raised her hand and pointed to the front, “The light is green.”
As the words left her mouth, she inclined her head again and slowly closed her eyes as she looked out the car window.
Primo Jones raised an eyebrow and didn’t say anything else, stepping on the gas and restarting the car to drive forward.
It was after ten o’clock when they got back to the apartment, and Yolanda Taylor had a bunch of news tweets on her phone, the events that had happened at that auction venue half an hour ago were now posted online.
She raised her hand and hurriedly crossed it over, not caring.
It was just the beginning.
It had been a long time since that auction, but there were still people talking about it, and the most talked about was nothing more than what Yolanda Taylor and Gwen Fox used to do.
The fire that Yolanda Taylor set four years ago has been something that no one in Borden City has been able to forget or believe until now.
It’s not clear why Yolanda Taylor ended up alive and well, but everyone was shocked at how hard-hearted Yolanda Taylor was.
Ruthless to herself.
An auction coupled with that fire four years ago was enough to make Yolanda Taylor famous in Borden City.
Her wedding planning store opened this week, and it was packed on its first day.
Yolanda Taylor carried her wine down the hall, some of the faces familiar, some unfamiliar.
Familiar or unfamiliar, anyway, she is a business, as long as they come to her, they are her customers.
Yolanda Taylor asked the people inside the store to treat them well.
Yolanda Taylor took a sip of red wine, and was planning to go up to the second floor to find a place to rest for a while, when CoCo ran in: “boss Yolanda!” Taryn stayed in Oman City, and Yolanda Taylor couldn’t do without her assistant. , who is a bit naive and romantic, has been working for several months and has been lied to several times, when she was first interviewed, she cried out as she talked.
Yolanda Taylor saw her miserable and pitiful, so she kept her.
Seeing her running in with a white face, Yolanda Taylor couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, ”What’s wrong? There are so many people inside the store today, what if you take a chance and bump into someone.”
“Sorry boss Yolanda!”
CoCo apologized and started to raise her hand to point at the door, “boss Yolanda, someone outside pulled a cart full of tribute wreaths over, saying that they are celebrating the opening of our store today.”
“Tribute wreaths?”
Hearing CoCo’s words, Yolanda Taylor couldn’t help but frown.
CoCo nodded her head in a hurry, “Yes, that’s right, it’s a wreath that honors the dead!”
CoCo was just naive not stupid, she could still tell the difference between a wreath or a flower basket.
Yolanda Taylor naturally wasn’t doubting CoCo’s words, she just didn’t know who was so disgusting to send her a tribute wreath at the opening of her new store.
Her face instantly turned cold, and she glanced down at CoCo: “I’ll go out and take a look.”
After saying that, Yolanda Taylor put the highball cup in her hand aside, then lifted her leg and stepped on her high heels and walked out.
Today the new store opened, Yolanda Taylor wore a vintage red knitted long skirt, the skirt was extremely slim, reflecting the waist as waist, breasts as breasts.
Xenia Davis saw Yolanda Taylor who walked out from inside the store at a glance, she raised an eyebrow, and while scolding the workers carrying the wreaths, she greeted her with a smile, “I’m sorry Miss Taylor, my people don’t know how to do things, I asked them to deliver the flower baskets, but it turned out that they made a mistake, and they bought a truckload of tribute wreaths over.”
Yolanda Taylor walked out to find her store lined with solemn white wreaths, ten on a side, almost to the side of the store.
Xenia Davis stood there with her arms wrapped around her, her mouth saying sorry, but her face not half-apologizing.
Yolanda Taylor’s face went cold as she looked at Xenia Davis in front of her, “Miss Davis, what do you mean by that?”
“Ah, Miss Taylor, don’t misunderstand, it’s the people under me who can’t do anything! I originally thought that today is a good day for your store to open, I’ll send you some flower baskets, I didn’t realize that the people underneath me actually misheard it, don’t misunderstand me, it’s not that I purposely asked people to send this kind of wreaths!”
She said and glared back at the person carrying the wreath, “What’s going on, don’t move it back quickly! So bad luck!”
Yolanda Taylor knew that Xenia Davis was doing it on purpose, but today was the first day of her studio’s opening, so she couldn’t flip out with her and could only endure.
“It’s time to change the people under Miss Davis, they can’t do a little thing right.”
“Miss Taylor is right!”
Xenia Davis is purposely coming to disgust her today, Yolanda Taylor pursed her lower lips, “There are many guests today, so I won’t greet Miss Davis.”
She said, leading Xenia Davis inside.
September in Borden City wasn’t too cold yet, Xenia Davis wore a bustier dress, a chiffon material dress, not sure if the red wine would go naked if she poured it down.
Yolanda Taylor gave her a look, then called out to CoCo, “CoCo, this is Miss Davis, pour Miss Davis a glass of red wine!”
She said, moving her eyebrows.
CoCo read her wink and answered with a smile, turning around and pouring Xenia Davis a glass of red wine, “Miss Davis.”
As CoCo said that, her hand suddenly let go and the red wine poured straight onto Xenia Davis’ chest.
“CoCo! You’re too careless, apologize to Miss Davis.”
“Miss Davis, I’m sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose, I just got bumped and my hand wasn’t steady.”
The two were singing in unison, Xenia Davis was so angry that her face turned white, but there were quite a few people present, so she could only grit her teeth and bear it, “It’s okay, but I might have to borrow your restroom to change a set of clothes.”
Yolanda Taylor gave CoCo a wink, and CoCo hurriedly led Xenia Davis into the restroom.