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Chapter 717: Chapter 717: A Twenty-Year Conspiracy

Just as they exited the villa, Yigol Mamet put on a pitiful expression, crouching on the side of the road like a sad little puppy. “Caleb, Xaviera, am I really not Mom’s son? I thought she just didn’t like me, but we’re not blood-related.”

“So tell me, whose child am I? Caleb, I guessed before that you were Miss Drew’s son, and I came later. So who’s my mother then? Maybe I’m not even a child of the Mamet family, and I’m not your blood brother either!”

Xaviera felt a pang in her heart. Jenny Green had schemed for years, deliberately leading Yigol astray so that everyone in Libanan knew he was a playboy. But Yigol, with his natural intelligence, played the part of a good-for-nothing while secretly learning, maintaining his true nature in the corrupt Mamet family, a true genius.

Seeing Yigol’s heartbroken expression, Xaviera felt a surge of pity and reached out to pat his head, comforting him. “Yigol…”

“Is it really that important whether you’re a Mamet or not?” Caleb spoke slowly. “No matter whose son you are, you are always my brother. That won’t change. You should be glad to have escaped a mother like Jenny Green.”

Hearing Caleb’s words, Yigol’s eyes lit up. “Caleb, do you really think that? You won’t abandon me, right? I can’t let you down either. I have to pull myself together. I never wanted a mother like Jenny Green in the first place, and now my wish has come true!”

Xaviera: “…” The sad little puppy had transformed in an instant, like he’d been injected with energy. It seemed Yigol and Jenny Green really had no love lost between them.

At the Mamet Old Mansion, the birthday banquet hadn’t ended. The guests remained at the Mamet house, and without Caleb’s permission, nobody dared to leave first for fear of offending Madam Mamet and Caleb.

This banquet was supposed to last for three days, but on the second morning, something earth-shattering had already happened. It had nearly caused Jenny Green to faint, leaving everyone to wonder what other shocking events would transpire.

Xaviera and Caleb returned to Maple House, while Yigol naturally didn’t go back to the main house, instead choosing to rest in Madam Mamet’s courtyard.

Yigol knew that Madam Mamet wanted him to calm down and think about why Jenny Green had done this. Perhaps it was to consolidate her position before, but now she was just trying to make him, the ‘useless’ one, look good in comparison to Boyd Drew.

If it hadn’t been for Caleb pulling him out of the mire in time, Yigol might have already become a pawn in Jenny Green’s hands. What would happen to an arrogant playboy in the end? Jenny Green had paved the way for him; if he was lucky, he might live a peaceful life, but if not, he might die one day, with no chance of ever threatening Boyd Drew’s position.

For twenty years, Jenny Green’s actions were all calculated moves. The rare affection she showed was only for the progress of her plan. Since Jenny Green was so cruel to him, why should he still consider her his mother?

…

On the other hand, Jenny Green returned to the main house, and as soon as she entered, she saw Yvette Flack standing upstairs, giving orders to the servants to clean up, looking like the hostess.

Jenny Green was furious. “Yvette Flack! Who said you could stay here?”

Now, Yvette began to feel the benefits of being with Will Mamet. Although Will was a bit older, he was the former head of the Mamet family, holding great wealth and power.

The Flack family seemed prestigious, but they were nothing compared to the Mamets. Without money or connections, their reputation was worthless.

Unable to marry Caleb, she became Will’s beloved woman instead. The feeling wasn’t bad; now she had money and status, far better than her previous subservient self!

Yvette smiled indifferently, “Sister, Will let me move in, of course! He has already agreed to let me stay by his side and serve him. Weren’t you there today?”

“Don’t worry, I won’t threaten your position. You and Will will still live in the master bedroom, and I’ll live in the secondary bedroom next door. I won’t fight with you. From now on, as sisters, we’ll serve Will together. We…”

Smack!

Jenny Green gave Yvette a harsh slap, cutting off her words. Then she snarled through clenched teeth, “Bitch! Don’t call me sister! You filthy prostitute, you’re not fit to be my sister!”