Chapter 1511

But now, if those same ruthless methods were ever used against her, Yvonne suddenly found the thought unsettling.

It was one thing when they were used on others. She had always been an outsider watching from the sidelines.

But if it ever came to her, she would be the one trapped inside the storm, and that was a completely different feeling.

Thinking of that, she drew in a deep breath.

“You said it yourself. That was in the past. Besides, Lucas and I have known each other for years. I trust he would never treat me that way.”

Her voice carried firm conviction; she was certain her place in Lucas’ heart wasn’t something anyone else could compare to.

After all, they’d known each other for so many years, and their families were close.

From any angle, she was convinced Lucas wouldn’t be foolish enough to turn against her.

The very thought of it felt impossible.

That was exactly why she’d had the courage to speak so boldly during the live interview.

Even without meeting Aurora, she was confident that her position in Lucas’ heart would always outweigh that woman’s.

Seeing how stubborn she was, Edwin decided not to argue further.

Though he still felt uneasy, he knew there was no point in trying to talk sense into her now.

Sometimes, Yvonne was a lot like Lucas—they both lived in their own worlds and hated being contradicted.

Even if someone did try to reason with them, they wouldn’t listen.

They both had strong egos and were utterly self-centered.

For all his flaws, Edwin often saw things more clearly than either of them.

“Fine. Do as you see fit. I won’t say anything more.”

Edwin didn’t want to deal with Yvonne anymore. He figured once she hit a wall, she’d realize her mistake.

Though that would come later. For now, she was still trapped in her own world.

Hearing his tone, Yvonne felt an unexpected discomfort.

He had always been good to her, yet now he was speaking to her like that.

It made her feel oddly insecure.

“I just have my own way and rhythm of doing things. I never said what you did was wrong,” she said, unusually defensive.

“I know you care about me and mean well, but I have my own pace. You don’t have to worry. After all, I’m an adult.”

Edwin gave a helpless smile. “You’re right. I’m overthinking it.”

With that, he ended the call without hesitation.

He had no desire to keep arguing with her.

Though he found her different from other women, it wasn’t to the point where he couldn’t walk away.

He had met countless women before.

So even if Yvonne felt special to him, her stubbornness quickly dulled that feeling.

When she saw he had hung up so decisively, Yvonne was momentarily stunned.

All her life, everyone had treated her with praise and admiration—always flattering her, never rejecting her.

Growing up in privilege and surrounded by people like Edwin and Lucas, she had never known what it felt like to be brushed off.