The Invisible Daughter (Yunice Saunders) novel Chapter 234

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The car was already waiting downstairs. Wyatt, remembering Yunice hadn’t finished her sentence earlier, asked, “What were you trying to say just now?”

Yunice glanced at the people passing by around them and shook her head. “It’s nothing

Wyatt didn’t press her again. He took her to a private club; the suite was full of people, and it was Bale who opened the door.

Yunice had met him once before–she knew who he was, but they weren’t close.

Still, the first thing he did was greet her with a casual, “Sister–in–law,” before even acknowledging Wyatt.

The word caught Yunice off guard; her cheeks flushed. She wasn’t used to it.

Once they stepped into the room, Bale moved a chair for her, and Jordan set out utensils at her place.

Only one woman standing nearby seemed to be eyeing Yunice closely.

Yunice sensed the hostility almost instinctively.

But when she looked up, the woman quickly replaced the look with a pleasant smile. She was introduced as Amyra–Bale’s girlfriend.

As the drinks and conversation flowed, everyone stayed respectful toward Yunice. No one tried to make things hard for her.

At one point during the dinner, Yunice excused herself to use the restroom. Amyra stood up immediately. “Ms. Saunders, I’ll go with you.”

Bale stepped aside without hesitation. Wyatt didn’t say anything.

As soon as the two women left, Bale brought Morgan into the room.

Morgan’s shirt collar was torn, and he and Bale were still pushing at each other by the time they reached Wyatt. Morgan finally stopped, standing there with that bratty, insolent look on his face, just begging to be slapped.

Wyatt leaned forward and stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.

A faint hiss broke the silence of the room.

Morgan’s mouth twitched slightly, but he fought to keep his.

composure.

Wyatt said, “Apologize to Yunice.”

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Wyatt said again. “Don’t make me say it twice.”

Morgan realized he meant it.

Because usually, no matter how out of line he acted. Wam marned a blind eye—even danced in his face.

But now, he was drawing a hard line… for a woman

Morgan couldn’t accept that. No way at all

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