After dinner, Yolanda Taylor went into a jewelry store, picked a bracelet at random, and then went over to Hans Hotel with Martin Anderson.
It was Miss Davis' birthday, and even the rainy day couldn't quench the enthusiasm of the party goers.
There were luxury cars parked outside the hotel, several of which Yolanda Taylor recognized.
The car pulled up and she withdrew her eyes, grabbed her bag and got out.
Martin Anderson tossed the keys to the doorman and sent someone to park the car.
Yolanda Taylor stopped and waited for him for a while, and she had just raised her hand to take Martin Anderson's arm when she ran into an acquaintance.
This acquaintance is no one but Xenia Davis' best friend, Lena.
Lena is a person who can really live up to her name, with a sheepish voice, always dragging out her words, and it is said that men like her voice, thinking it is cute and gentle.
But Yolanda Taylor knows, Lena's mouth, as long as the opening of the mouth to her, as if spraying poison, no sentence is good to hear.
Lena tonight dressed up, holding in her hand I don't know how many boyfriends, line of sight fell on Yolanda Taylor's body, before she opened her voice, she first used her eyes to express her own contempt, raised her eyebrows and hummed a sound before she slowly opened her mouth: "Yo, so it's Miss Taylor and Young Master! Anderson! I thought it was someone else... I haven't seen you for a few days, but Miss Taylor seems to have emaciated quite a bit."
Yolanda Taylor lightly swept her a glance, "Busy with work, of course not as radiant as Miss Lena."
She responded nonchalantly, inclining her head to glance at Martin Anderson, neither of the two had any intention of continuing to talk to Lena as they lifted their legs and headed inside.
But Lena kept talking, following behind them as they walked, "So Miss Taylor has a job, huh? I thought you've been relying on Young Master Fox to support you these past few years!" Her voice wasn't too loud, just loud enough for the people around her to hear.
Yolanda Taylor had just entered the venue when she saw Xenia Davis, she was wearing a golden crystal gown today, and with the lights coming down, she was really bright wherever she went.
Seeing Yolanda Taylor, Xenia Davis raised an eyebrow and the person walked straight over, "I thought Miss Taylor wasn't coming tonight."
Yolanda Taylor smiled and took out the jewelry box from her bag, handing it to her, "Miss Davis has personally invited me, so it would be a bit too disrespectful for me not to come. Happy Birthday, there's a bracelet I just saw that feels right for you, Miss Davis."
Xenia Davis reached out with a leathery smile, "Thank you, it's very kind of you."
It's a crowded day and Xenia Davis is still pretending to be generous in plain sight.
Yolanda Taylor took the jewelry box shrunk, and then let go, the box fell to the ground, the bracelet fell out, is the Dior family a style for a long time necklace, the people present are not short of money, which big brand out of the bracelet necklace, are clear, home naturally will have.
This bracelet years are so long, now are discontinued, but Yolanda Taylor box open, above even invoices have, this look know is she just bought, this is obviously second-hand goods!
But Yolanda Taylor just said that this bracelet is perfect for Xenia Davis, no doubt she is saying that Xenia Davis is perfect for second hand goods.
Xenia Davis obviously also found out that Yolanda Taylor was insinuating her, she gritted her teeth and just wanted to ask Yolanda Taylor what she meant, but she didn't want Yolanda Taylor to bend down and pick up the necklace again, "What, Miss Davis thinks the gift is not valuable? "
Xenia Davis gritted her teeth as she took the box, "Why yes, thank you, Miss Taylor."
As she finishes, she glances at Martin Anderson beside Yolanda Taylor, "Looks like the rumors are true, I wonder when we can have Miss Taylor and Young Master Anderson's wedding wine."
The smile on Yolanda Taylor's face fades for a few moments, "Don't worry Miss Davis, when that day really comes, I'll definitely invite you."
Today is Xenia Davis' birthday, Yolanda Taylor fell on her face as soon as she entered the room, and Xenia Davis left with a smile on her face that was barely hanging on.
Yolanda Taylor watched her back disappear inside the crowd before sidling over to the other side.
Martin Anderson grabbed two glasses of juice and handed one to her.
"Thanks."
"You're not afraid of Xenia Davis?"
Yolanda Taylor took a sip of her juice and let out a soft laugh, "I'm afraid, but you should have heard the saying, a barefoot man isn't afraid of a man in shoes."
It was useless for her to be afraid of her, since Xenia Davis wouldn't let her have a good time, then she would just play along.
Martin Anderson froze for a moment and suddenly smiled, "That too."
Gwen Fox saw Martin Anderson and Yolanda Taylor when he came down from upstairs, they didn't know what they were talking about and seemed to be having a good time.
He remembered the slap that Yolanda Taylor came over that day, so long ago, it seemed like it still hurt a bit even now.
He hadn't realized before that Yolanda Taylor still had such guts.