After her rebirth

Yasmin!

The name made Katniss's heart skip a beat, her long eyelashes fluttering in panic, and her small hands instinctively clutching the hem of her clothes.

She remembered Cecilia saying that the Thorne family intended for Yasmin to marry Maximilian. If it weren't for her, by now, the two families should be discussing the marriage, right?

Katniss felt a strange sensation in her heart, as if fate would still intertwine their paths.

Katniss suddenly felt a bit scared, not of Yasmin's appearance, but of doubting the information she had received. Was Maximilian's cause of death really a suicide due to illness?

If not, then curing Maximilian's illness would have been useless?

Would Maximilian still die because of something else?

Thinking of this, Katniss's pupils contracted sharply, and her face turned a few shades paler.

"So, do you now realize you're not worthy of my brother?"

Desmond approached with a smug look, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

Katniss snapped back to reality, lifted her eyes, and looked directly at Desmond with clear eyes, smiling lightly as she spoke, "If I were to get paranoid every time a woman appeared, that would be a true sign of distrust and insult to Maximilian. In your eyes, is Maximilian a man who would cheat?"

Desmond's eyebrows furrowed deeply, instinctively wanting to retort.

Desmond's face darkened, and he emphasized, "You probably don't know Yasmin. She's the daughter of the Thorne family from Luminous City. If you look into what kind of family the Thorne family is, you'll see you can't compare to her. She's the most suitable person to be Maximilian's wife."

From his words and tone, it seemed Desmond admired Yasmin a lot.

Based on her understanding of Desmond, he rarely praised anyone, especially women.

Katniss had thought Desmond liked women like Clara, who appeared weak and helpless.

Yet, he was so generous in his praise for a career-oriented woman like Yasmin.

Katniss blinked, her face showing a reserved, fake smile, "Then go tell Maximilian to divorce me and marry Yasmin, the one you like."

If you like Yasmin so much, why don't you marry her yourself?

"You!"

Desmond was so infuriated by her few words that his face turned ashen.

"Katniss, you're sharp-tongued now, but let's see if you can still smile in a while! Maximilian and Yasmin are a perfect match. Do you think being Maximilian's wife is easy?"

Katniss gave Desmond a cold glance, not bothering to waste her breath on him.

She and Maximilian had a solid alliance!

Desmond could forget about ruining it.

Katniss leisurely crossed her legs and casually flipped through the newspaper on the table, her serene face showing: I don't care!

Seeing Katniss unmoved, Desmond grew even angrier, his eyes blazing with fury.

Desmond stormed forward, snatched the newspaper from Katniss's hands, and shouted angrily, "Katniss, I'm talking to you! Are you deaf?"

Katniss narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze coldly fixed on Desmond, "What do you think would happen if a video of you disrespecting me got out?"

After falling out of love with Desmond, Katniss had become increasingly adept at dealing with him.

Who did Desmond think he was that she needed to tolerate him?

Hearing this, Desmond's eyebrows furrowed in anger, his tightly clenched fists making

a cracking sound, "You recorded a video?"

Katniss shrugged, "No, but next time, who knows."

He gritted his teeth, "You should be grateful you're a woman, or I'd kill you!"

Katniss let out a cold laugh, turned expressionlessly, and swiftly grabbed the water cup

on the table, splashing it directly onto Desmond's face, saying in a deep voice, "Too bad, I don't have that concern."

Splashing water on Desmond's face made Katniss feel refreshed and relieved.

But Desmond had never suffered such humiliation!

"Katniss!"

Desmond roared in fury, raising his arm to hit Katniss's face in the next second.

In the next moment, Desmond's wrist was firmly gripped by someone. Emilio had trained, and his wrist strength was something an average person couldn't withstand, let alone the delicate Desmond.

Desmond's face immediately twisted in pain, his handsome face turning ashen.

Desmond let out a cry of pain, just about to ask Emilio to let go, when he saw Maximilian at the office door. Dressed in a black suit, Maximilian looked at him with cold, sharp eyes, exuding a powerful, intimidating aura like a hellish Asura.

Now that Maximilian was no longer in a wheelchair, his tall stature and inherent fierceness were even more imposing.

Desmond swallowed the words he was about to say, gritting his teeth, his face changing colors, and spoke with difficulty, "Maximilian."

"Desmond, who taught you the rules? How dare you lay a hand on your sister-in-law?"

Maximilian's voice was cold and indifferent, sending chills down one's spine, "Or are you dissatisfied with me?"

No matter how arrogant Desmond was, he wouldn't dare to show off in front of Maximilian, "Maximilian, I was wrong."noveldrama

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Maximilian ignored Desmond, taking long strides towards Katniss and naturally picking up the lunchbox on the table, "Did Mira make this?"

"Yes, Mira made it, and I also made some soup for you." Katniss deliberately leaned

closer to Maximilian, not giving Desmond a single glance.

Does it hurt? Good, it should.

In her past life, she had suffered much more than this.

This was just the beginning.

"Have you eaten? If not, join me?" Maximilian asked her gently.

Katniss had already eaten before coming, but she turned her eyes and smiled, "Sure."

Didn't they think Maximilian would cheat? Then she would show off their love!

Then, her gaze lightly swept over Desmond's pained handsome face, and Katniss's smile grew even brighter, her eyes curving into crescents.

What a delightful day.

Seeing the two about to enter the office, Desmond panicked, "Maximilian, tell Emilio to let go."

Maximilian stopped, his dark eyes coldly staring at him, his thin lips parting slightly, "When you realize what you did wrong, Emilio will let you go."

"I already admitted my mistake." Desmond endured the pain, gasping for breath, looking at Maximilian in confusion.

Maximilian lowered his eyes, his free hand suddenly lifting to wrap around Katniss's shoulder, pulling her close, a faint smile playing on his lips, "You admitted your mistake to me, not to Katniss."

Katniss's eyelashes fluttered, so now Maximilian was standing up for her?

In the next second, Katniss straightened her back, her eyes staring directly at Desmond, waiting for his apology.

Desmond's eyebrows furrowed suddenly, staring into Maximilian's deep, cold eyes, realizing Maximilian wasn't joking but was serious.