Chapter 18

Yvette wanted to flee, but the train of her dress was too long. She tripped and fell hard on the steps. She struggled to get up, only to realize her right leg wouldn't support her. Her ankle was already swollen, turning an ugly shade of purple. "Yvette." A cold, sharp voice came from behind her. Her whole body stiffened. She turned and saw a man standing there, holding an IOU in his hand. "M-Mr. Doyle? What are you doing here?" Yvette's voice shook uncontrollably. "I told you—I just need a few more days…" "Days? If I waited any longer, you probably would've pretended the debt never existed." William Doyle crouched down and slapped the IOU right onto her head. "When you borrowed money from me, you said the moment you got pregnant with a Larson baby, you'd be able to pay me back. "And now? You dared to fake the pregnancy? You owe me over six million dollars, including interest. What, are you planning to pay me back in your next life?" Yvette's pupils contracted at the sight of h