Chapter: 938

The girl who had just spoken was about to go on another tirade when Yolande glared and asked, “How dare you speak before I speak?"

This silenced that girl. They were all used to Yolande's mood swings.

Yolande stared at Norah curiously and asked, "Do you know I'm part of the Boyd family?"

Most people who were aware of her identity did their best to avoid her because she would make trouble for the company or family of anyone who offended her.

Being pleased and respected by everyone at the charity party, Yolande was full of herself. Little did she anticipate that the woman before her would not give a care and would even make a fool of her.

"No, I didn't," Norah replied.

She wasn't fazed by Yolande's attitude. Joanna could be more arrogant than her.

And Yolande's words had made Norah see that she wasn't quite a bad person, just a little mean.

Since she was that person's sister, Norah had to be extra tolerant towards her.

She picked up a glass of champagne from the table and took a sip.

The only thing that appealed to her in a gathering like this was the food and drinks.

“Aren't you scared of me?" Yolande said angrily as she walked towards Norah, staring intently at her.

Her two followers watched in anticipation, wondering whether Yolande would knock Norah's wine glass away and slap her. She was quite capable of that.

Norah smiled. "Why should I be afraid of you?"

Yolande was mesmerized by Norah's smile and found her genuinely attractive.

"What's your name? And who's your date?"

Unfazed by Norah's indifferent demeanor, Yolande simply trailed behind her, accompanied by the confusing gazes of her two followers.

Wasn't Yolande most averse to others being cold toward her?

Furthermore, didn't she harbor a disdain for beautiful women? Good- looking women were often the target of their bullying. But Yolande seemed quite different today.

"Norah Wilson." Norah cast a glance at Yolande, offering a slight smile as she tilted her head. "Are you intrigued by me?"

Yolande refused to acknowledge it. "Ha, you're quite conceited! I've encountered numerous beautiful women. You're attractive, but not exceptionally so..."

Yolande's voice trailed off gradually. In truth, she found Norah particularly stunning. Whenever she Locked eyes with Norah, she felt her heart soften.

“Yolande, why aren't you with your brother? Who is she?"

A pleasant female voice interjected.