Entangled with My Cousin's Fiancé
Chapter 20 Yolanda Greenwood’s Level Is Far Beyond That

Chapter 20: Chapter 20 Yolanda Greenwood’s Level Is Far Beyond That

Yolanda Greenwood had finished washing up when she went downstairs, only to see Cooper Coldson looking at her with an unhappy expression.

She turned and headed for the kitchen, choosing to ignore him.

"Yolanda, haven’t you made enough trouble yet?"

Refusing to agree to a divorce means making trouble?

Then she indeed hadn’t made enough trouble.

Yolanda turned back with a serious tone, "I’m going to say it again, I don’t want a divorce right now. If you want one, then wait!"

"I’m warning you one last time, stay away from Melissa."

Cooper’s tone was frighteningly cold.

"The one who wants a divorce from you is me. If you dare to trouble her again, you and I are not finished!"

Trouble Melissa Greenwood?

Yolanda picked up on something, "What trouble have I caused Melissa Greenwood?"

She thought vehemently: I’d be eternally grateful if she didn’t cause me trouble.

"Still pretending?"

Cooper stepped forward and threw his phone into Yolanda’s arms.

Yolanda looked at the phone, puzzled, and immediately saw three blazingly red and purple sensational headlines.

Upon a closer look at the content,

she burst into laughter.

Unexpectedly, Melissa Greenwood struck first, taking the matter of the stolen painting to Weibo.

The top three trending topics were all condemning Yolanda, even digging up the affair of climbing into someone’s bed from years ago.

She was completely portrayed as a vicious woman, crazed with jealousy over her cousin’s love and talent.

Yolanda smiled and quickly typed something on the phone.

Seeing this, Cooper snatched the phone back, "What kind of madness are you posting now?"

His account was registered on a whim, no name, just a string of numbers.

He glanced and found that Yolanda hadn’t gotten into a spat with netizens but had left the room number for a live broadcast.

"8 PM tonight, if you want to know the truth, come watch the live broadcast."

Yolanda left the message and then entered the kitchen.

Only to see an aunty in there.

It seemed that during the days of her absence, Young Master Coldson who could not take care of himself finally decided to spend money on hiring a nanny.

The aunty looked uncertainly at Yolanda, who had suddenly burst in, not sure how to address her.

"Um... breakfast is ready, should we start eating now?"

Cooper’s voice echoed from a distance, "Let’s start eating."

"Yes, sir." The aunty sneaked another peek at the woman at the door.

Unlike Melissa Greenwood’s glamorous and generous beauty, the woman in front of her looked pure and charming, but a bit too pale and thin, which inevitably stirred pity.

She originally thought Melissa was the wife, but it turned out to be the woman in front of her who stayed.

She ventured to ask, "You are... the wife, right?"

Being married for over a year, it was the first time someone had called Yolanda the wife.

She nodded.

"My name is Jasmine King, and if the madam doesn’t mind, please call me Aunt Jasmine."

The aunty was clearly professional, "So, madam, shall we eat now?"

"Thank you, Aunt Jasmine."

Yolanda turned and went back to the dining room.

Throughout breakfast, Yolanda and Cooper did not speak to each other.

After eating, Yolanda went upstairs to check her phone, only to find that those three trending topics had been removed.

Was it Cooper’s doing?

The trending topics had described her bed-climbing affairs in detail, but they didn’t reveal whose bed she had climbed.

Why had Cooper withdrawn the trending topics?

Soon, she understood.

[Yolanda, I have asked Cooper to remove the trending topics. If you still want to return to Baruy, I can plead with the company on your behalf.]

It turned out to be Melissa Greenwood’s masterpiece.

Cooper wasn’t someone accustomed to paying attention to trending topics; he saw those three this morning due to Melissa’s reminder.

This woman was indeed cunning.

Yolanda Greenwood thought for a moment and sent a WeChat message to Melissa Greenwood.

"Live stream room number 8973796, tonight at 8 PM. Do you dare to come, cousin?"

Immediately after, she sent the live stream room number to all major award judging panels, designer forums, and to Jenny Reyes as well.

Then, she went to Lola Gold’s place.

"Yolanda, are you moving back in?"

Lola observed her carrying big and small packages, puzzled.

Yolanda took out her items one by one, revealing they were painting supplies such as easels and canvases.

Considering the night’s live stream, Lola quickly grasped what Yolanda intended to do.

"I’ll help you!"

She assisted in positioning the easel and the camera and tried out the lighting for Yolanda, ensuring everything was flawless.

Eight o’clock arrived quickly, and Yolanda gave herself a last boost of confidence.

This time, she was determined to reveal Melissa’s true face to Cooper Coldson.

She hesitated but still resent the live stream room number to Cooper once more.

Cooper replied rapidly with three words: "Not interested."

Yolanda clenched her teeth in fury.

The live stream began.

Lola, donning a mask, explained certain matters to the fans in the live stream before retreating to the side.

Yolanda, wearing a face mask, waved at the camera.

At this moment, the live stream room was filled not only with Lola’s fans but also with fans of Melissa as the artist Lindari.

Comments zipped across the screen.

"Scammer lowlife, dare you take off the mask and let’s see your ghost face."

"If you’re proving your innocence, go on, show us the evidence."

"She hasn’t got a damn shred of evidence, just a few pictures of manuscripts—it’s idiotic."

...

Yolanda remained silent, adjusted her mindset, then picked up her brush and began to paint calmly in silence.

"What’s going on? Is she proving her ability?

"Despicable, no evidence and you live stream for what? Boring, let’s disband."

"She paints quite fast, but what kind of rubbish is that?"

...

As time ticked by, the number of viewers in the live stream room dwindled until nearly only Lindari’s fans and a few industry observers remained.

Soon, someone caught on.

"Wait, isn’t what she’s painting the ’Deserted Island’?"

"Yes."

"Of the award-winning works by Lindari, this is my favorite, but it’s also the hardest to paint. I’ve tried replicating it multiple times, but it never comes out right."

"How can she paint it so well and so fast?"

The jeering lessened, the more knowledgeable about painting one was, the clearer it became—Yolanda was able to replicate the painting so swiftly, it was most likely...

She was the original author.

Just when everyone thought the live stream was coming to an end, Yolanda’s brush did not stop.

On top of the ’Deserted Island’, which she had once been most proud of, she performed a second act of creation.

Though she hadn’t painted for years, she had kept learning and constantly enriching herself.

On the bleak ’Deserted Island’, colors became increasingly vibrant, yet they blended harmoniously as if nature itself had crafted it. It was as if such a deserted island truly existed, and the only person to have laid eyes upon it was Yolanda.

If anyone still doubted Yolanda after completing ’Deserted Island’, in this moment, everyone understood.

Yolanda’s skills far surpassed those shown in ’Deserted Island’.

After confirming her point, Yolanda calmly ended the live stream.

There was no ironclad evidence, but justice resided in the hearts of the people. Anyone who had watched the live stream would understand the truth.

"Yolanda, you were amazing!"

Lola, who was standing by, had long since become moved to tears.

"Lola," Yolanda, equally moved, felt she had truly accomplished her goal, "I think I’ll go back first."

"Sure, you should go back," Lola understood Yolanda’s thoughts.

Yolanda was eager to tell Cooper everything, including the events from the past.