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Chapter 164 Moore Loses It

In walked Zoe, all dolled up in a fuzzy apricot–colored outfit, complete with matching ear

covers that made her look like a cuddly bunny.

She beamed at us, her eyes bright and merry. “Yvette, Maxy, you’re both here! Mom made

some rice cakes this morning. I thought I would bring some over for you to taste.”

I flashed a grin and accepted the box she was holding out to me. “How’d you know we

were here at the

office?”

“Aunt Deb let it sl*p. She mentioned you were dropping off some food for Maxy, so I

tagged along,” the little girl chirped, pulling a piping hot rice cake from the box and sliding

it in front of Maxwell. Her smile was infectious. “Maxy, I heard you’re from Tully City. You

guys don’t do rice cakes there, right? Give it a try. See if you like it.”

Maxwell, who did not seem like a big fan of sweets, hesitated but could not really say no.

He nibbled on the edge and gave a nod, his smile genuine. “It’s pretty sweet.”

I watched the exchange with a smile, realizing the girl had come especially to see

Maxwell. With that in mind, I made up an excuse and ducked out.

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Once I was out of Scott Corporation, I made a beeline for the hospital.

I had made a promise to Madam Young to check in on her.

At the hospital, lunchtime was in full swing when I bumped into Mr. Zachary on his way

out. He spotted me first and came over. “Madam, you’re here.”

I nodded and voiced my concern, “How’s Grandma doing today?”

He returned the nod, “A lot better. She’s got a craving for something sweet, so I’m on a

mission to

satisfy that. You should head on up.”

After exchanging pleasantries, I stepped into the outpatient building, my thoughts drifting.

I had totally spaced on asking Mr. Zachary if Idris was around. Now that Idris and I were

officially done, bumping into him would be all kinds of awkward.

Then again, it seemed inevitable. Lake City was not exactly sprawling, and despite the

distance between our families, our companies still mingled for business. Cutting ties

completely just was not

in the cards.

We were bound to cross paths. With that realization, a weight lifted off my shoulders.

“Yvette.” I was just about to step into the elevator when a screeching voice stopped me

cold.

I did not even have time to turn around before a stabbing pain exploded at the back of my

head. My

hair was yanked so hard I stumbled backward, nearly crashing to the floor.

When I finally caught a glimpse of my attacker, it was Moore, her hand raised for another

strike.

I reacted fast, blocking her and shoving her away. Rubbing the sore spot on my head, I

glared at Moore. Her eyes were wild, like she had totally lost it.

“What’s your problem, Moore? You’re freaking out in the middle of the day!” She stumbled

back from my push, her pregnant belly making her clumsy.

“Yvette,

Once she found her footing, she glared at me with pure venom, her voice a ragged

scream, this is all your fault, you… you snake! What did you tell Iddy? He’s kicking me out

because of you. make you pay!” She came at me like a madwoman, but I dodged, and she

went sprawling to the ground.

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When she tried to get up, her face twisted in pain, and she clutched her stomach. I saw

the blood and knew this was bad.

I was about to yell for a doctor when a tall shadow loomed over me. “What happened?”

The voice was deep and calm. I glanced up to see Idris. Pointing to Moore, my voice came

out raspy, “She’s bleeding. “Idris’s face turned to stone. He did not waste a second,

scooping up the crying Moore and commanding me, “Get a doctor, now!”

I nodded, aware that the commotion had already caught the eyes of a curious crowd, and,

of course, the doctors. In no time, a team of white–coated medics rushed toward us,

pushing a gurney, ready to take care of Moore, who was cradled in Idris’s arms.

As the doctors whisked Moore away, Idris turned to look at me. I had not seen any of this

coming. Locking eyes with him, his dark gaze told me he was worried about Moore.

Knowing how much he cared for her, I braced myself for the scolding that was probably

coming my

way.

I did not offer much of an explanation, just said, “I didn’t want to cause trouble. It was

her…‘

“Are you okay?” His voice was deep and controlled, giving nothing away.