Harvey York's Rise to Power
Chapter 6418
Yvonne laughed when she heard what Nashon had to say, but it was laced with disdain.
Nashon continued, "I also want to remind you of one thing.
After you have accepted and enjoyed everything the Xavier nhas given you, you should understand that
you have to pay a price. Fate has given you everything. Fate has also determined that price.
"I'm not asking you to marry Mr. Shingen. I'm simply informing you. You'll marry him whether you like it or not.
Even if you kill yourself right now. I'll deliver your corpse to the Island Nation all the same. Understand?"
Yvonne smiled coldly. "You're so shameless, Nashon. Since when have the Xaviers of Wolsing raised me? Since
when have I used any of your resources? And here I was wondering what made all of you ungrateful people
suddenly change and want to make peace with me.
"All of that is because you wantto marry sman? The thing I regret the most right now is my desire to
I would've just kept my mother's last name. At the very least,
tradedlike
yelling atwill make you marry over willingly, then yell as much as
shameless Nashon was, she couldn't be bothered with him anymore. She turned
looked at Shingen icily.
going to make it clear in front of everyone. I
line is, I won't
just forget
saying that, she got up to leave. She swore she
to abandon the last
weight, then there
people behaving so tyrannically backed
coldly and took a step forward, stopping Yvonne from
and threw her
her face slamming onto the
forehead.
of treating
he stomped on her head, mashing her face
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