The Invisible Daughter (Yunice Saunders) novel Chapter 278

Chapter 278 Crazy Girl

Yunice was on the phone, but her voice, once transmitted through the receiver, turned into a middle–aged man’s voice.

“Mr. Paul, ten million was just pocket change to you. Is this really worth hesitating over? If your concern is not trusting my family, then don’t waste our time; there are plenty of people in line

behind us.”

Paul responded, “It isn’t about the money.”

Yunice sneered. “I think you should stick to being the heir of the Powell family. You had more money than you could ever spend, so don’t fight over opportunities meant for ordinary people.”

After saying that, Yunice decisively hung up the phone. She used a virtual number, so Paul couldn’t trace her. Yunice knew he was desperate for money and was scrambling to find ways to make some, so she gave him an opportunity on a silver platter.

However, Paul hinted that another company was also vying for him, trying to make himself seem in demand.

But Yunice didn’t care which company it was because she knew Paul, and she was confident he would choose her. She gaze steady, looking ahead.

ther phone away, hea

The sound of engines roaring through the wind filled the air as several sports cars drifted around in pursuit, their bodies barely visible through the thick dust.

The smiles of both men and women blended together in a way that made Yunice furrow her brow in annoyance. She simply wanted to stay as far away from these troublesome people as possible. But despite her irritation, Yunice kept walking forward.

Wyatt took the binoculars from Jordan’s hand with a cold expression. Sure enough, he saw Yunice walking along the racetrack.

He muttered, “Ridiculous.”

Jordan, sensing Wyatt’s frustration, quickly said, “I’ll go down and bring her up.”

At that moment, Wyatt noticed a few sports cars slowing down, with Morgan leading the pack, followed by a long convoy of cars, Morgan’s car slowly moved up beside Yunice, and he apparently failed to recognize her due to the dust. He looked her over, trying to get a better look.

“Crazy girl?” Morgan said, his expression filled with distaste, while the young woman in the passenger seat pouted and eyed Yunice with a competitive glance.

Morgan was making laps around the track and vaguely spotted a shapely figure through the dust, which was why he came over to talk to her. But once he saw that it was Yunice, he felt annoyed.

“I was wondering who the ugly fool was who dared to take up my track. Turns out it’s you, crazy girl, Morgan said sarcastically. “Shouldn’t you be at home warming that guy’s bed? Why are you

He scoffed, thinking he was overthinking it. Yunice is just a little crazy, and it was normal for lunatics to show such confusing expressions.

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