My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 483

It was an elegant voice.

Stunned, Yvette turned around and was greeted by a handsome man in a suit, holding a glass of red wine.

Unfortunately, Yvette did not feel much for such a man at all.

However, when the others heard his voice, they subconsciously stepped aside for him to pass. They did not dare get in his way.

Even Allison, who had just mocked Yvette, did not dare to speak.

"It's Young Master Evans!" someone exclaimed softly.

The security guards of the hotel trembled. This was the young master of the Evans family from the Four Greatest Households.

"She's my friend," the man declared as he walked over.

He flashed Yvette a friendly smile.

"Huh? Oh, my. I'm sorry, Young Master Evans. We didn't know," the security guards apologized instantly.

They backed away from Yvette immediately.

"Were you the one who said she had snuck in?" the man asked, glancing at Allison.

Allison trembled under his gaze and apologized hurriedly, "I'm sorry. I didn't know. It was rude of me to judge her."

She was considered rich in Central City. However, compared to the Four Greatest Households, she was nothing.

She did not dare cross this man.

She really didn't expect this woman to be a friend of Young Master Evans. Why on earth did she dress like this anyway?

"How dare you be so rude to her?" the man asked.

"I'm sorry. I was ignorant, please don't mind me..." Allison said, her face turning pale.

"Well then, away with you. If I catch you looking down on others again..." the man trailed off.

"Don't worry, Young Master Evans. I definitely won't do it again," Allison promised and scurried away. She was afraid. What if that b*tch forced her to apologise? She would not stand for that.

"Everyone, you can quit your staring now. There's nothing here to look at, is there?" the man quirked as he looked around.

The onlookers dispersed quickly at that, along with the security guards.

Eventually, the man came over to Yvette with a smile and greeted, "Hello."

"Thank you for doing that but I'm not your friend. I don't even know you," Yvette said, with no hint of warmth.

"My name is Kaiden Evans," the man introduced himself with an air of grace.

"Right. Thank you," Yvette said gratefully without any exaggerated expression.

"So, what's your name?" Kaiden asked.

"Thank you again," Yvette replied dismissively. She didn't want to speak any more than she had to. Her goal was to come to look for Chuck anyway, she hated being hit on like this.

"Oh, none of that... You're absolutely welcome," the man said as he shook his head.

Trying to escape his attention, she started to walk into the crowd. Surprisingly, the man followed her as she did. Turning around, Yvette met his gaze and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Here, take this. No one would dare drive you out of here if you have this," Kaiden said, handing her a card.

It was the VVVIP card of the hotel.

His name was printed on it.

"Thank you, but it's alright. When I locate my husband, he'll make sure I don't get driven out of here," Yvette said. She wasn't planning on taking it.

If Chuck was with her, no one would dare kick her out of here.

"You have a husband already?" he asked, a little surprised.

"Yes, I do. Thank you for your help," she replied.

Yvette proceeded to walk into the crowd without saying anything else.

Kaiden squinted his eyes as the corners of his mouth curled up. He found Yvette interesting. This woman knew of him and yet had managed to remain calm. Was she pretending? Someone had done the same thing to him once. Was it the same with this woman... she was so beautiful...

He was a little intrigued. Watching Yvette walk into the crowd, he smirked and thought, "You have a husband? Right, I don't believe that!"

As a young master of the Evans family, he had seen his fair share of people.

Yvette's walking posture told him that there was a high chance that Yvette was still untouched. How could she be married?

His judgments on women were pretty spot on.

Yvette didn't know that such a conclusion was made by Kaiden just by watching her walk. Otherwise, she would have fumed and killed him for it.

......

Amidst the crowd, Chuck and Willa were drinking in a small corner. Willa did not entertain anyone. She was going to take him back home as soon as the wedding ended.

Even though Black Rose hadn't made an appearance yet, Willa felt that she had to be cautious.

Chuck was already feeling a little famished at that point so he told Willa about it. She replied to him with a smile, "There are some snacks over there. You can eat that first and then wait for the banquet to start."

Willa felt happy and relaxed interacting with Chuck like this.

She enjoyed being around him a lot.

At this time, someone came over to greet Willa. They were all her friends in business and were all very beautiful women.

Willa introduced them to Chuck.

Chuck praised those beautiful women, they giggled. One of them whispered in Willa's ear, "President Logan, is this your..."

"I'm his aunt," Willa said earnestly.

She hated gossip.

"Well then do we have a chance to get with him? What a young hunk," the beautiful woman said with a smile.

With a serious tone, Willa replied, "Don't joke around. He isn't ready."

In Willa's heart, Chuck had always been pure and innocent. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

"I can tell," the woman replied. She knew Willa had meant what she said and so she did not dare to joke about it anymore.

After all, birds of a feather flock together. A friend of Willa's would know when to stop.

"Does Chuck have a girlfriend? I can introduce my niece to him," the beautiful woman continued.

"He... has a wife," Willa replied directly. Her heart filled with disappointment at the thought.

Chuck did have a wife, and it was Yvette. A woman who was younger than her.

"Really?! At such a young age? He's only twenty years old?" The beautiful women were surprised.

"Yes, they grew up together," Willa explained.

"Ah, that makes sense. They're childhood sweethearts!" The beauty understood in an instant.

Chuck was much more pleasing to the eye at the moment. The fact that he was married to his childhood sweetheart made him seem really pure. After all, most men weren't very faithful. It was rare to meet someone like him.

"Yes," Willa said, her gaze softened as she looked at him.

Chuck was still eating. He wasn't interested in their gossip anyway.

"Auntie Logan, I'm going to the washroom," Chuck said after drinking.

"I'll come with you," she replied.

"No, Auntie Logan, that won't be necessary. I'll be right back. Chat with your friends in the meantime," Chuck shrugged and said. The washroom was right next to them after all.

Plus, Willa couldn't enter the men's washroom anyway.

"Okay, just yell if there's anything," Willa reminded him.

Chuck nodded in acknowledgment.

Chuck made his way to the toilet.

"You really care about him, don't you? You even want to follow him to the washroom!" one of her friends exclaimed in surprise.

"My Chucky is in danger. I have to watch him closely," Willa kept her gaze fixed on Chuck until he disappeared into the washroom. She did not feel at ease leaving him alone. To be honest, she wanted to follow him in. It did not matter to her even if it was the men's washroom.

"How dreadful. Well, he's lucky to have such a good aunt like you," one of them said.

"Yeah, he really is!" another continued.

Willa on the other hand felt a little disappointed by the word 'Aunt'. Better than nothing, she thought.

Willa looked in his direction unwaveringly and was caught by surprise to see a familiar silhouette. "Why is she here?" she thought out loud.

"Who?" her friend inquired.

"It's Chucky's... wife," Willa said, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Is it? Oh, I really want to see what his wife looks like!" her friend said.

"She must be as pretty as President Logan!" another added.

Those beautiful women chuckled.

After Chuck finished using the washroom, he washed his hands and was struck by surprise at the voice that came from behind him, "Hubby, don't move..."

He turned his head and saw Yvette, wearing a cap, and standing behind him.

Moments ago, she had seen Chuck enter the washroom, so she followed him in.

"Honey, why are you here?" Chuck asked. He really couldn't describe his feelings at the moment. He was pleasantly surprised.

He hadn't seen Yvette in a long while. Even though she was wearing a cap, he could still make out her beautiful features.

"I... I'm here to finish a job. Hubby, let's talk outside, we're in the gents..." Yvette replied tentatively.

Yvette was embarrassed at the moment. She thought it would be alright before but now, she thought it was too awkward to continue talking there. She stared mutely at Chuck for a second. He looked so handsome today.

She was a little obsessed with him. She thought that Chuck was the most handsome man she had ever laid her eyes on! That man from before was incomparable to Chuck.

Chuck smiled at her and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Hubby, can we continue this conversation outside?" Yvette replied.

"No," Chuck joked. After all, it was not easy for him to be with her alone these days.

"Alright then," Yvette said.

"So, what is your job?" Chuck asked again.

"Me? Well... Hubby, come closer, I'll tell you," Yvette whispered.

Chuck smiled at that. Yvette was being coy. Fortunately, no one came in to interrupt them.

When Chuck got close enough, Yvette was about to whisper her intention to kill him in his ear. However, if she did, he would surely know about her job. And so...

"Hubby, I've missed you. I'm here to see you," Yvette said instead.