When Love Breaks (Josephine)

"I don't know who bought my shares, but I think Mr. Wells from Evertrust Bank might know. You should ask him."

Zayn let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Josephine. Don't worry. Once I finish transferring my assets and take care of Forbes Group, Joe won't have any leverage over me anymore. He won't be able to control me. When that time comes, he'll pay for everything he's done."

Zayn and his father were really about to turn against each other. But what surprised Josephine the most was that the one working so hard to smear her wasn't Zayn-it was Joe.

How ruthless.

For three years, he had put so much effort into playing the role of a good father-in- law. She didn't want Zayn to have it easy, but she wanted Joe to have an even worse fate.

As she was lost in thought, a large shadow suddenly loomed over her. She looked up and saw a man who was both familiar and unfamiliar.

His sharp gaze, mischievous smirk, chiseled features, and the strange black necklace around his neck were all familiar. However, the dark hair, crisp blue shirt, and black casual pants were not.

"You dyed your hair?" She stared at him for a long time before finally speaking.

Yvan shoved one hand into his pocket, using the other to ruffle his newly dyed dark hair. "Yeah. Dad is forcing me to manage the company. On my first day, I walked in with silver hair, and the board members called him to complain. So, he made me dye it."

"You actually listened?"

He had kept that silver hair for five or six years, and just like that, he dyed it black. That wasn't like him at all.

Josephine was baffled, wondering if something had happened to him.

Yvan grinned. "If the advice makes sense, of course, I'll listen. I'm not the type to argue just for the sake of it. So? You always wanted to see me with black hair. Do you like it?"

Josephine let out a cold laugh. She

had wanted to see his dark hair, but that was three years ago. Now even if he shaved his head bald, it had nothing to do with her.

As if he could read her thoughts, he changed the subject before she

could respond. "Want some coffee?

My treat. What flavor do you want?"

"No need. I'm hungry. I'm going to eat," Josephine replied.

"Perfect. I'm just about to grab a bite too. Let's go together."

Seeing him follow, Josephine rolled her eyes. "I already made plans with a friend."

Yvan, hands in his pocket, said lazily, "So? What does that have to do with me?" Josephine huffed, "I mean, I'm eating with my friend, so don't follow me."noveldrama

"Follow you? The road's wide open. I just happen to be heading in the same direction. Don't flatter yourself." Yvan smirked.

There it was again. She hated how he always twisted things around.

His way of pestering people gave the illusion that he cared. But the moment she tried to get close, he'd immediately act disgusted and push her away.

Spending too much time around someone like him would mess with a person's head. It would lead to self-doubt and maybe even depression.

Josephine couldn't be bothered with him. She simply turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

Just as she expected, even though she changed directions immediately, Yvan still followed after her.