Chapter 664 A Smug Substitute
“Yohan has feelings for me?” Yara furrowed her brows upon hearing Diane’s words, bewildered.
She had heard about Nikolai and Diane’s son, Yohan Kennedy.
When it came to having heirs in noble families like the Kennedys, tradition dictated that the more the merrier.
However, Nikolai was unlike the rest of his brothers—he couldn’t bear to let his beloved wife become a baby-making factory. Hence, after Diane gave birth to Yohan, Nikolai underwent a vasectomy to shut up any bossy relatives who were itching to criticize them.
As the sole heir to his father’s legacy, Yohan did not disappoint.
He lived up to his parents’ expectations and always stood out with his brilliance, even among royalty. He was the epitome of a man of culture and intelligence.
Yara never imagined, not even in her wildest dreams, that the stellar Yohan Kennedy would have a crush on her, let alone be obsessed with her.
“That’s right!” Diane affirmed. “Why do you think I chose Chanaea to hold the charity dinner? There are many other cities internationally that would be suited for the Shine Charity Gala, but I went with Chanaea because of you!”
Yara was elated to hear this news, but at the same time, she was still painfully aware of the hold Samuel had on her.
Suppressing her excitement, Yara thanked Diane, “I appreciate your kindness, Lady Diane. But I’m afraid my heart belongs to another.”
“Your heart belongs to another?” Diane repeated incredulously. “Aren’t you still single? Doesn’t that mean that Yohan still has a chance? Of course, I can’t sway your feelings, but shouldn’t you at least give Yohan a fair chance?”
Anxiety tinged Diane’s voice. As English was not her native language, Diane stumbled over her words when she grew frantic.
To be asked to be a countess’ daughter-in-law was a great honor. Glee coursed through Yara, and every fiber of her being seemed to hum with unadulterated joy.
“Since you’ve asked, then I can’t possibly reject.”
“That’s great! You have no idea how glad I am to hear that.” A broad grin stretched across Diane’s face when she got the answer she wanted.
At this moment, Natalie returned from the restroom to see Diane and Yara engaged in a conversation.
Oh no! Natalie thought in horror.
Diane was visiting from Irethiel and did not know that Natalie had an identical twin sister. Diane must have mistaken Yara for me!
Just then, a waiter proferred a glass of champagne to Natalie.
“No, thanks.”
Natalie was not in the mood for a drink. With everyone’s gazes riveted on her, she strode toward Diane and Yara.
“Lady Diane,” Natalie called out, her frown deepening when she saw the bright smile on Diane’s face.
Diane did not recognize Natalie at first glance and assumed that Natalie was just another woman looking for an opportunity to butter her up. “That’s rather rude of you. Can’t you see that I’m talking to a friend?” she said coldly.
Diane had lived in the palace for more than twenty years, and Nikolai constantly showered her with love. Hence, below her elegance was a strong character that demanded respect.
Yara glanced down at her hand, which Diane was clasping warmly, then at Natalie, whom the countess was berating. Triumph bubbled up within her. She felt thrilled that Diane was taking her side.
Natalie, on the other hand, appeared unfazed by Diane’s harsh remark.
Diane’s response only solidified Natalie’s suspicion that Diane had mistaken Yara for her.
Natalie did not take Diane’s attitude to heart. However, the fact that Yara was impersonating her to garner Diane’s affection irked Natalie.
Ever since Yara used Franklin and Sophia as gambling chips to get closer to the Bowers, Natalie could not stand to see Yara taking advantage of others.
The more smug Yara grew, the more determined Natalie was to expose the woman’s ugly nature.
Realizing that Natalie had no intention to leave, Diane’s expression grew hostile. “Why, do you not understand my words? Can’t you see that I’m talking to—”
“Lady Diane, has Sir Nikolai’s migraines gotten better recently?” Natalie interrupted calmly as her almond eyes met Diane’s.
