NovelBookThe living room fell silent for a moment. Yara hadn't expected a former nanny who had worked for her family would dare to speak to her like this. She raised her hand, ready to hit Viola.
Hannah stepped forward to stop her. "Ma'am, Madam Viola is in poor health. You cannot just strike her. If you do, I will call the police." Yara's hand froze in midair, and she sneered. "Madam'? She's just a penniless old hag who got lucky taking care of my daughter. Now that my daughter and son-in-law have money, they support her, and she thinks she's a lady of high society." Hannah was somewhat surprised. She had always thought that Viola was Yvette's mother. To her surprise, it turned out Yvette's mother was the woman before her.
On closer inspection, there was sresemblance, but their attitudes and demeanors were so different. Yara was sharp-tongued and rude.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRealizing Yara was her employer's biological mother, Hannah decided not to say much and just watched from the side.
Viola, facing Yara's scorn, retorted, "Although I'm poor, I have my pride. I live without relying on men, unlike speople who leech off of their children." Yara now understood where Yvette got her temper from-it was all from this woman in front of her. She raised her hand again, and before Hannah could react, she pushed Viola to the ground.
Viola, who was already in poor health, started coughing violently after being pushed.
Hannah hurried to help her. "Madam Viola, are you alright?" Viola couldn't respond as she kept coughing.
Yara looked on disdainfully, showing no concern for Viola. Seeing that Viola was barely holding on, Yara called Yvette and said only, "If you dare to tempt Jerry again and sue me, you should get ready to arrange a funeral for your nanny." Yara was serious about her threats. She turned off her phone and left the room.
As soon as Yvette received Yara's call, she rushed hand called Hannah on the way. "What happened to Viola?" she blurted out.
"Ms. Snyder, Madam Viola was just pushed down and has been coughing. She's better now." "That's good. I'll be back soon." Yvette rushed hwithout missing a beat, not forgetting to contact a doctor to check on Viola's condition For an elderly person, even a minor bump or fall could be ing. Moreover, Viola had common ailments associated with old age.
Fortunately, the doctor arrived and performed a basic examination, finding that Viola had high blood pressure and had injured her muscles and bones. Seeing the elderly woman with gray hair lying on the bed, Yvette was heartbroken. She had only been away for a short while, and now Viola had gotten hurt. "Viola, are you alright?" Yvette asked worriedly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTired, Viola opened her eyes and reassured her, "I'm fine. Don't worry. It's nothing serious." Yvette nodded. "Okay." She reached out and embraced Viola. "Viola, please don't leave me." Like a real mother, Viola had taken care of Yvette since she was little.
"Okay, okay." Though Viola said this, she was deeply worried. With With Yara so brazenly coming to reprimand her today, she wondered how Yara might be harming Yvette behind her back.
Viola knew she didn't have much tleft and didn't want Yvette to be to b tantly mistreated in the future constantly She decided to do one last thing before she died, both to avoid being a burden and to fulfill her responsibilities as a motherly figure in Yvette's life.
"Yvvy, have you found any evidence of Yara and Terrence moving the Snyder family's assets?"
"It's been so many years. A lot of the evidence can no longer be found!" En.
Yvette shook her head. She was puzzled by the sudden question. 30 Min Away.
Viola had her own thoughts on the matter. "Yvvy, I want to go out tomorrow and visit sold friends." X
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