Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young)
Chapter 163

Chapter 163 No Strings Attached

The words seemed normal at first, but they left me feeling cold. I shivered without meaning to and replied, "No need for that."

I ended the call, pressing down the unease in my chest. I took a deep breath and felt a sudden lightness wash over me.

"It's actually a divorce certificate," my mom said, giving me a sideways look. "And these properties and bank cards are...?" "They're from Idris," I said with a shrug.

Her eyebrows knitted together in concern. "Scott Corporation may be struggling, but we don't need these. All that matters is that he's good to you from now on. You should give them back to him."

I knew what was on my mom's mind and smiled. "It's probably too late to return them. If he wanted to give them, let's just keep them. Think of it as him buying a clear conscience." It was his way of making up for the child we lost without cause.

Mom pressed her I*ps together and let out a heavy sigh. "Alright. When there's nothing owed, it's easier to part ways cleanly."

That's right, no debts meant no lingering ties or conflicts.

It was the weekend, and Maxwell had left early for Scott Corporation to put in some overtime. Mom had made breakfast, but he'd barely eaten before heading out.

She told me to freshen up and take some food over to him so he would not go hungry.

I nodded, went upstairs to get ready, and after changing, I casually checked my phone. That's when I noticed several missed calls and texts from Moore.

[Yvette, let's meet.]

I could not care less about her drama. Every time we met, it was Idris this, Idris that. Two sisters scrapping over a guy? Yawn. Anyway, Idris and I were history now, so her crush on him was her problem, not mine.

Still, I sent her a text: [Hanging out with you is a total time-suck, and I'm not about to rehash your soap opera with Idris. If we're gonna chat, it'll only be about that time you shipped me off to the border five years ago. But hey, you're pregnant, so I'll hold off. We'll settle things after your kid's born, Moore.]

Message sent, I blocked Moore faster than you could say 'ghosted.

Then I grabbed the breakfast box Mom had made and headed to Scott Corporation. Maxwell was a genius, turning the company from zero to hero in a month with a cool few million he snagged from Caleb and Benett.

In the Scott Corporation office, I dropped the food on Maxwell's desk. He peered up from his paperwork, puzzled. "What's this?" "Breakfast," I said, flopping into a chair. "Mom's convinced you're on the brink of starvation, so she made me your delivery guy."

He grinned, cracking open the box. "Aunt Deb's the best."

I picked up a file from his desk, eyeing the details. "Working on bids for Southern City?"

He nodded, mouth full, and managed a garbled, "Yep, just gotta chat with the project heads now."

Before I could even bring up the info Idris had given me, I fished out the documents from my bag and handed them to him. "You'll find a few project leaders' details in here. Plus, I got Mr. Taters to help us out with a little setup. Once you've got your bid ready, we can all get together and hash it out."

He shot me a thumbs-up. "Nice."

Then his eyes landed on another paper peeking out of my bag, and he frowned. "Divorce certificate? You and Idris are actually split up?"

I just nodded, cool as a cucumber. "Mr. Candor dropped it off this morning. Idris signed off on it."

He stopped short, a little taken aback. "Huh, he was so against signing before. What made him change his mind so fast? He didn't get all choked up over what you said at the hospital, did he?"

I shot him a look that said 'mind your own beeswax." "Just eat."

He chuckled, looking way too pleased with himself, like he had just won the lottery. It was the kind of smugness that made you itch to wipe that grin off his face.

Knock, knock! Someone was at the office door.

We both looked at each other, puzzled. It was the weekend, the place was a ghost town. Who else

could be here?

Maxwell, his cheeks stuffed with food, eyed me. "You didn't... bring someone else, did you?"

I shook my head and called out, "Come on in."

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