Entangled with My Cousin's Fiancé
Chapter 269: A Woman’s Ruthlessness is More Terrifying than You Imagine

Chapter 269: Chapter 269: A Woman’s Ruthlessness is More Terrifying than You Imagine

Cooper Coldson took a sip of liquor before slowly starting, "Would Uncle think I’m foolish?"

Christopher Coldson chuckled lowly but didn’t answer his question.

"Yet if it’s true, I can’t understand Yolanda Greenwood’s reason for doing this." As he spoke, Cooper Coldson’s voice tensed with pain.

"If it is," Christopher Coldson looked at him, "the reason is simple. She wants to leave you."

Cooper Coldson looked back at him, his eyes flashing with a whirl of emotions, "But she clearly loved me so much..."

"It was in the past." Christopher Coldson couldn’t help but correct him, "Cooper, a woman’s resolve can be more terrifying than you can imagine."

He had already learned this from Lola Gold, when he was utterly infatuated, clinging to Lola Gold as a lifeline, she never even looked back at him.

That feeling... Christopher Coldson shook his head, he never wanted to go through that again.

Cooper Coldson didn’t speak further, and the uncle and nephew maintained a tacit silence.

In the garden, Melissa Greenwood walked with Sunny Coldson for a while before finally speaking, "Are you really giving up just like this?"

"Hmm?" Sunny Coldson looked puzzled.

"Don’t play dumb, you know what I mean," Melissa Greenwood repeated, "Is Aunt really giving up on Uncle just like that?"

"What else?" Sunny Coldson casually plucked a flower, "Once a man decides, not even eight horses can pull him back."

Melissa Greenwood pursed her lips, "Does Aunt believe that there is really such thing as mending a broken mirror?"

Sunny Coldson wrapped her arms and looked at her, signaling her to continue.

"Aunt," Melissa Greenwood raised her eyebrows suggestively, "how about we collaborate just once? A formal collaboration."

Before, their interactions were mostly silent understanding, treating Yolanda Greenwood and Lola Gold as enemies, but they had never truly teamed up for anything.

"Oh?" A smile played on Sunny Coldson’s lips, "How so? Does your Cooper also want to mend things with Yolanda Greenwood?"

"That’s not happening," Melissa Greenwood shifted her gaze, "but as a woman, a successful woman, you always have to anticipate problems before they arise."

Sunny Coldson laughed, "Melissa, you are still as interesting as ever."

"How about it? Want to collaborate?" Melissa Greenwood was persistent about her plans, "I will restore the broken mirror to its proper state, and Aunt helps me with a small favor."

Sunny Coldson asked her with great interest, "What do you plan to do?"

Melissa Greenwood took the flower Sunny Coldson had plucked and threw it away, "There’s no mending broken mirrors, no prodigal sons returning. They should know this truth."

Two days later, after Yolanda Greenwood got up, she saw Lola Gold sitting distractedly in the living room.

"What’s wrong?" She found it strange, "It’s the weekend, aren’t you going out with Uncle?"

Lola Gold wiped her tears and handed her phone to Yolanda Greenwood.

Yolanda Greenwood saw to her disbelief that today’s entertainment headline was about a scandal involving an eighteenth-tier celebrity, with her scandal partner being none other than the top tycoon’s heir, Christopher Coldson.

In the photo, Christopher Coldson was leaning over, pressing the small celebrity against a car in a very intimate manner, clearly showing they were not just acquaintances.

Yolanda Greenwood frowned in disgust, cursing in her mind: Old habits die hard!

But she didn’t dare say it aloud, not wanting to add to Lola Gold’s sorrow, so she asked softly, "Lola, could this be some misunderstanding?"

"What misunderstanding?" Lola Gold was furious, "Was someone holding a gun to his head, making him do that?"

Yolanda Greenwood sighed lightly, "Did he... not call to explain?"

"He called twice, I blocked him," Lola Gold threw her phone aside, "I was blind to trust him."

Tears unknowingly rolled down her cheeks, "I always thought the only problem between him and me was Sunny Coldson, but I forgot, he was always a playboy."

She looked at Yolanda Greenwood in distress, "Yolanda, don’t you think that once a woman falls in love, she loses her mind?"

"Lola, don’t think too much for now. Instead of guessing yourself crazy, why don’t you ask him face to face?" Yolanda Greenwood thought for a moment before adding, "Though I can’t forgive him for hurting you before, I feel..."

After a pause, she continued, "He isn’t unfaithful. Sure he might have flitted from one minor internet celebrity to another, but he never hid it, did he? He wasn’t the type to deceive."

Lola Gold nodded, then let out a bitter laugh, "So if he calls me again to lie, should I feel honored?"

Just then, there was a knock on the door, unexpectedly from Christopher Coldson himself, unable to reach her by phone, had come directly to their house.

"Lola, Yolanda, open up!" His voice was full of urgency, "Lola, I know you saw the news. Open the door and let me explain."

Yolanda Greenwood gently patted Lola Gold’s head, "You guys have a good talk; I’m going back to sleep a bit more."

"Alright, we’ll talk it out quickly," Lola Gold gratefully watched Yolanda Greenwood return to her room.

Christopher Coldson was still outside knocking, "Lola, open the door, you’ve got to give me..."

The door suddenly swung open from the inside, startling Christopher Coldson, "You’ve got to give me a chance to explain."

Lola Gold turned around and entered the room, not wanting to look at him anymore.

Christopher Coldson, inexplicably frightened, grabbed her from behind, "Lola, don’t be mad, it’s all a misunderstanding. I was drunk that night, I didn’t know Randy Carter was there too."

"Randy Carter?" Lola Gold forcefully pulled away Christopher Coldson’s hands and turned to face him, "Why does that name sound so familiar?"

"..." Christopher Coldson hesitated before guiltily starting, "She... had a fling with me once, but don’t worry, it was a long time ago. I haven’t seen her for ages."

He raised his hand swearing, "I’ve really got nothing to do with Randy Carter anymore, nothing happened that night. If I’m lying, may I be struck by a car when I step outside."

Lola Gold narrowed her eyes, "Then why would someone secretly photograph you two? Does this Randy Carter want to stir up a scandal?"

"Definitely." Christopher Coldson nodded in agreement, "But don’t worry, I’ve already gotten someone to take down the photos. She won’t get much attention from it."

Lola Gold sat on the sofa, still unwilling to deal with Christopher Coldson.

Christopher Coldson quickly sat beside her, coaxing her softly, "Lola, I swore to you, I really didn’t lie."

"Even if you didn’t lie to me," Lola Gold with her eyes red, looked at him, "the past isn’t going to change. Besides Randy Carter, can you clarify how many others there have been?"

Christopher Coldson fell silent.

Lola Gold continued to press, "How many of them still think about you, wanting to get something from you?"

"Today it’s Randy Carter, tomorrow it’ll be Randy King, Randy Reyes..." Her frustration grew with each thought, "Christopher, I don’t want to live in fear every day, afraid to even look at my phone when I wake up."