Upon hearing Timothy York's question, Yara Keats fell silent for a moment, then laughed.
Only, this smile was no longer polite and practiced. It was a genuine... cold smile.
"Grandfather invested so much in you over the years, entrusting the entire York Group to you. It just shows how high his hopes were for you." Yara Keats looked at Timothy York, her own expression slowly turning cold. "Grandfather never said you couldn't have a girlfriend. But there are so many women in the world, so why did you have to get entangled with *her*? You knew perfectly well she was the Carrington family's daughter-in-law, another man's wife. Why did you—"
Before Yara Keats could finish, Timothy York cut her off—
"Not anymore."
Yara Keats seemed unable to believe that was the first thing he chose to address. After a stunned moment, she let out another uncontrollable, cold laugh. "That's right, she isn't now. But what about before? When the two of you got together? Was she or wasn't she?"
