Chapter 82 Clash and Revelation

• "Hey, don't you recognize me?" Irene stood at the door, dressed in a sumptuous outfit, her demeanor haughty. She sized Yvonne up and down, her gaze filled with blatant hostility. Then she glanced into the room, eager to confirm if Asty was really there.
• Yvonne snapped back to her senses. Sensing the unfriendly vibe, she still nodded politely. "Mrs. Lockwood."
• Irene let out a condescending snort, glaring at her in dissatisfaction. "Is this how you were raised? Making a guest stand at the door?"