Chapter 108: The Mistress Takes Over

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A low, gloomy voice came through the phone, so cold that it made Ye Hua shudder slightly.

This was the first time this year she had dialed this number, her heart filled with both trepidation and anticipation.

"Gan, my mother and I are under threat. We need your support." Ye Hua's voice was as gentle as she could make it, her nerves slightly on edge, her breathing a little quickened, eagerly awaiting the sound of his voice.

The line went silent for more than ten seconds before he spoke coldly: "I've already sent people to track down Lu Yao. There's no need for you to rush. As for you secretly sabotaging the plan and dragging your mother into a scandal—that violates the organization's rules. You'll come collect your punishment when the time comes."

The word "punishment" made Ye Hua tremble slightly.

She swallowed hard, hopeful, and asked cautiously, "Will I be receiving it from you?"

The other side fell silent for another ten-odd seconds before letting out a cold snort.

Ye Hua knew exactly what he was sneering at, and her heart skipped a beat for a few seconds.

Five years ago, she had been fortunate enough to meet Gan once, and she had been deeply captivated by his devastatingly handsome face. When she dreamed those intimate dreams of men and women, Gan would always appear in them. The more satisfying the dreams, the more she yearned for reality.

Even now, just hearing Gan's voice filled her heart with unparalleled excitement.

Beep, beep, beep...

The call was ended from the other side.

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Ye Hua clung to her phone, still not wanting to let go of the moment, replaying the recording of the call over and over, growing more mesmerized with each listen.

She poured herself a glass of red wine, savoring it while listening, her heart filled with immense satisfaction. Gan's face surfaced in her mind, and the corners of her lips unconsciously curved upward, a pleasant sensation spreading through her body.

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Time: 8 PM.

Location: Ye Group Banquet Hall.

Employees of the Ye Group, dressed in splendid evening gowns and suits, gathered in the banquet hall, tasting the desserts prepared by the group's own bakery, contented expressions on every face.

The main doors were pulled open by a hostess, and everyone turned to look.

There stood Ye Yingtang at the center, and beside him was not Madam Ye, Yang Lan, nor the eldest daughter of the Ye family, Ye Hua—but a young face none of them recognized.

Following closely behind was Ye Zehong, who pressed himself against Lu Yao, creating the visual illusion that Lu Yao was the center of attention.

Yang Lan affectionately held Ye Zemao's arm, her sharp eyes sweeping around the room, watching to see if anyone dared to bat their eyelashes at him.

Ye Hua walked at the very back, her face expressionless, a faint trace of barely perceptible satisfaction tugging at the corners of her lips.

The crowd parted to form a path, letting them pass through toward the main stage.

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Those who were out of the loop whispered among themselves.

Employee A: "Who is that young girl? She's wearing that diamond gown—only two exist in the entire world. Every single diamond on it is guaranteed authentic. Someone who can afford such a lavish gown can't be an ordinary person."

Employee B: "I heard the gown was a personal gift from the CEO himself. That woman is no simple figure. What man would give away such an expensive gown without wanting something in return?"

Employee C: "Exactly. No one does something for nothing. Especially not a businessman who only cares about profit. I just wonder what Madam Ye is feeling right now. Heh heh~"

Employee D: "People always say, once you marry into a wealthy family, you're in over your head. Who knows, maybe Madam Ye has just accepted it. After all, she was a mistress who climbed her way up back in the day."

Just as the crowd was thoroughly enjoying their gossip, a pair of sharp eyes swept over, and they instantly clamped their mouths shut.

Ye Hua gently patted Yang Lan's back and comforted her: "Mom, don't take it to heart. People just love to gossip over tea. They're bored with nothing better to do. I'll have someone assign them extra work later—work them to the bone so they won't have a chance to open their mouths gossiping again."

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