Chapter 198: Chapter 192: I’m Very Satisfied with This Daughter-in-law

Aurora Sinclair’s words stunned everyone.

The girls closest to her hurried forward to take a look. The White Jade Bracelet was clear and lustrous all over, with only a single, extremely obvious crack. However, the crack was internal, not on the surface.

“This crack has always been here. There’s only one, not three or four,” Yvonne Whitlock added, looking at Joyce Guthrie.

The girls ran back over to Joyce Guthrie to look at the picture on her phone. After careful comparison, they found that nothing matched—not the size, material, color, or luster of the jade.

“Guthrie, her White Jade Bracelet isn’t yours.”

A flash of anger at being played by Aurora Sinclair crossed Joyce Guthrie’s eyes. She bit her lip hard, her head slightly bowed so no one could see her expression.

Aurora Sinclair watched her for a moment before saying seriously, “You’ve all wronged her.”

The girls looked at each other, their cheeks burning with embarrassment. A crowd had gathered around them, and even the dorm matron was there.

They had no choice but to bite the bullet and apologize to Yvonne Whitlock.

Joyce Guthrie was in an incredibly awkward position. Feeling all eyes on her, her own eyes quickly filled with tears, and she put on an expression of extreme grief.

Seeing this, everyone’s hearts softened.

A few girls immediately gathered around her, consoling her. “Guthrie, don’t be sad. We’ll definitely find your bracelet.”

“That’s right. We’ll call the police later. There’s no way we won’t find it.”

“Guthrie, don’t cry. Let me help you back…”

As Joyce Guthrie left, the crowd of girls in front of the building gradually dispersed.

A bitter smile touched Yvonne Whitlock’s lips. She murmured with a sigh, “You really can’t judge a person by their appearance…”

She had always thought Joyce Guthrie was the most approachable girl among all the daughters of the Great Families.

’I never expected her to be so scheming.’

Originally, she had come to the girls’ dormitory to find Aurora Sinclair, but none of the students she asked knew where she was.

Then, Joyce Guthrie had proactively run over, offering to take her to find Aurora Sinclair.

At first, she had felt guilty about her son deleting her contact information, thinking she would add him back once she got home.

But just as she was about to leave, unable to find Aurora, seven or eight girls suddenly rushed out of the dormitory, accusing her of stealing Joyce Guthrie’s White Jade Bracelet. Worse, every one of them was shouting that Aurora Sinclair’s relative was a thief.

Their voices were so loud it seemed they wanted the entire dormitory to hear.

Only then did she realize she had been set up by Joyce Guthrie, and that she had dragged Aurora Sinclair’s reputation down with her.

’How vicious!’

A sharp glint flashed through Yvonne Whitlock’s eyes.

“Here, this is yours.”

Aurora Sinclair lowered her head, slipped off the White Jade Bracelet, and placed it back on Yvonne’s wrist. The cool touch surprised Yvonne Whitlock.

’Why are this girl’s hands so cold?’

“Who are you?”

Aurora Sinclair pulled her hand back, stuffed both hands in her pockets, and looked at her calmly.

The look made Yvonne Whitlock feel flustered. She immediately put on a warm smile and said enthusiastically, “Aurora, I’m your third cousin-aunt. I even held you when you were little! You haven’t forgotten, have you?”

She then rattled on about a bunch of family connections, successfully confusing Aurora Sinclair, and used the opportunity to scrounge a meal off her.

At the dining table, Yvonne Whitlock secretly sized up Aurora Sinclair.

’She’s certainly beautiful, just doesn’t smile much, giving off a cold and unapproachable vibe. In the past, I might have crossed her off the daughter-in-law list at first sight. But now, I’m incredibly glad my son has better taste than I do.’

’I have to lock down such a good daughter-in-law right away.’

“Aurora, your parents might not have told you, but you’ve been engaged to my son since you were children. I came this time to give you the bracelet…”

Yvonne Whitlock took off the bracelet again, quickly grabbed Aurora Sinclair’s hand, and tried to slip it onto her wrist.

Aurora Sinclair’s eyes widened. She forcefully pulled her hand back and shook her head vigorously. “I’m not getting married.”

“Why not? What girl doesn’t get married? Besides, my son is exceptionally outstanding. He’s a school teach… no, I mean, he was the first college student from our village…”

Yvonne Whitlock almost let it slip and quickly corrected herself, recalling lines from a rural mother-in-law in some TV drama.

But Aurora Sinclair seemed to have been frightened by her. She grabbed her schoolbag, turned, and ran.

“Wait…”

Seeing her run off, Yvonne Whitlock pouted and muttered under her breath, “Is my son that scary?”

Then she put the rejected White Jade Bracelet back on her wrist.

“Hiss…”

A jolt of pain made Yvonne Whitlock suck in a sharp breath. She hadn’t noticed before, but now she saw that the scratch on her wrist had already swollen up.

“Girls these days have such sharp nai…”

She remembered the medicine bottle Aurora Sinclair had stuffed into her hand, took it out, and poured a little onto her wrist.

It was cool and soothing, quite comfortable.

Yvonne Whitlock took out her phone and made a call. “Ray Morgan, come pick me up.”

But a familiar cough came from the other end. Yvonne Whitlock froze, then asked with a guilty look, “Why do you have Ray Morgan’s phone?”

“Having fun playing dress-up?” Alvin Morgan asked lightly, watching the surveillance feed on his computer.

“You brat! I’m doing all this for you.”

“Benjamin Morgan is on his way.”

***

In Alvin Morgan’s office, Yvonne Whitlock saw Ray Morgan standing in the corner like he was trying to be invisible and shot him a fierce glare.

’That traitor!’

“Don’t look at him. I put a tracker on the phone.”

Yvonne Whitlock’s expression changed. Her face hardening, she strode over, slammed her hand on the desk, and roared, “You brat, if you ever hack my phone again, believe me, I’ll tan your hide!”

Alvin Morgan looked up at her, his expression indifferent, clearly not taking her threat to heart.

“Be more careful about the friends you make in the future.”

“You brat.” Yvonne Whitlock reached out and pinched Alvin Morgan’s cheek, squishing it vigorously.

The sight made Benjamin Morgan and Ray Morgan tremble inwardly.

Alvin Morgan grabbed her wrist, somewhat annoyed.

“Be gentle, my wrist… Huh? It’s healed?”

Yvonne Whitlock’s expression changed dramatically. Her wrist, which had been red and swollen just moments ago, was now completely healed, the swelling gone and the scab already fallen off?

She immediately took out the medicine bottle to examine it. It was a small glass vial, similar to a bottle of medicated oil, filled with a clear liquid. The bottle itself had no text or label.

“What… is this medicine?”

Alvin Morgan glanced at the bottle in her hand and replied calmly, “The latest trauma medication developed by Beta Morgan.”

“That kid Beta Morgan deserves a raise.”

Yvonne Whitlock clutched the medicine bottle gleefully and tucked it away securely.

“Did you meet her?”

“Hm?” Yvonne Whitlock didn’t get it at first, but when she saw her son’s slightly unnatural gaze, she burst out laughing. “What? Afraid I’d bully her or something?”

Alvin Morgan didn’t answer, pretending to look at his computer screen.

“The girl is great. I’m very satisfied with this daughter-in-law. I just don’t know when you’re going to trick her into coming home with you.”

Yvonne Whitlock had deliberately dressed the way she did today to see if Aurora Sinclair was the type of girl who disdains the poor and fawns over the rich. She never expected Aurora to give her so many pleasant surprises.

Aurora Sinclair had a reserved and steady personality, not at all ostentatious. It was as if the world around her had nothing to do with her, yet she was also very empathetic—a classic case of being cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

Only after getting to know her would one discover that she’s someone who inspires a great sense of security and trust.

“Son, you need to hurry up! There are a lot of young men with their eyes on that girl. Don’t let a cooked duck fly away.”

Yvonne Whitlock recalled all the boys they had run into on the way to the cafeteria with Aurora Sinclair, and she started to feel anxious.

The corners of Alvin Morgan’s mouth slowly turned up. “She’s still young. There’s no rush.”

“No rush? You’re almost thirty…”

Just as she was speaking, a knock suddenly came from the door of Alvin Morgan’s office, accompanied by a familiar voice calling out.

The moment Yvonne Whitlock heard that voice, her expression changed. She grabbed Ray Morgan and quickly ran into the back room to hide.

Benjamin Morgan pushed up his glasses with a helpless expression and went to open the door.

Outside the door stood Aurora Sinclair, a schoolbag on her back and two boxes of takeaway chicken leg rice in her hands. She asked softly, “Mr. C, is Morgan here?”

“He is. Come on in!”

Aurora Sinclair nodded at him and took a few steps into the room, but her steps suddenly faltered. Her gaze shifted to the closed door of the break room, making Benjamin Morgan’s heart leap into his throat.

’This girl’s awareness is too high.’

“What’s wrong?” Benjamin Morgan asked, subtly blocking her line of sight.

Aurora Sinclair shook her head slightly and placed the takeaway food on the desk.

“Morgan, do you have guests?”

Inside the room, Yvonne Whitlock and Ray Morgan, who were listening at the door, exchanged another look. They quickly covered their mouths, crouched on the floor like thieves, and quieted their breathing as if that would reduce their presence.

Alvin Morgan glanced over and said lightly, “They’re resting.”

Aurora Sinclair nodded and paid no more attention to the break room.

She pushed the food containers forward, a hint of conflict in her eyes as she looked at him.

“What is it?” Alvin Morgan asked, amused, glancing at the food in front of him.

Aurora Sinclair said hesitantly, “Morgan, can you do me a favor?”

“What kind of favor?”

“Call off the arranged marriage.”

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