The age difference between them was a full ten years.
Talking about the generation gap, it was a gap of two generations.
If it was really like that, Yannick thought it would make sense.
It would be normal for Ashton to be so cold.
After all, Rebecca Kelloway had liked him for so many years. They grew up together since they were young, and his attitude towards her had always been cold and indifferent.
Moreover, he didn’t know that Rebecca liked him back then.
After finding out, he was even colder and more indifferent to Rebecca.
Thinking of his younger cousin’s temperant, Yannick couldn’t help but frown, and beca sowhat worried.
He wasn’t concerned about Wendy getting hurt or being defeated.
He was worried that given Wendy’s proud and wilful character, and now that she had set her heart on Ashton, she would do sothing bad in the future.
Just like Rebecca Kelloway did in the past.
The incident involving the Kelloway family, and the Heath family’s indifference despite their long-standing friendship, had a lot to do with Rebecca.
Rebecca was jealous and did so bad things to Joanna, causing Ashton to be angry.
This ultimately led to the complete breakup of the friendship between the Heath family and the Kelloway family that had lasted for many years.
Now, Rebecca regarded Ashton as her enemy.
Wendy’s character was very similar to Rebecca’s, so Yannick was very worried that Wendy would follow in Rebecca’s footsteps.
Yannick was even more worried that because of Wendy, the friendship between the Heath family and the Luther family, and even the friendship between him and Ashton, would be affected.
He didn’t want to beco a second Frank Parker.
He really liked his second brother.
He wanted to be a good brother to Ashton for his entire life.
When he returned, he would have to give Wendy a good talking-to, so she could get rid of those unrealistic ideas quickly.
She must not get him involved.
If she doesn’t listen, he was not afraid to abandon her, no matter if she’s his cousin or not.
*
Wendy Arden covered her face and cried as she rushed out of the private room.
"Wendy, wait for ," her best friend Sumr chased her, panting and reaching out to hold her. "Wendy, don’t cry. Don’t be sad. Mr. Ashton seems to treat everyone like this. He doesn’t an to be so cold to you."
"Sumr, do you think I look good?" Wendy stopped and wiped her tears. Her red, swollen eyes were filled with unwillingness as she stared at her best friend beside her. Her pale, pretty face was streaked with tears.
Sumr was taken aback. Although she didn’t know why Wendy suddenly asked her this question, she still nodded earnestly: "Yes, you look good. Very good-looking."
How could she not be good-looking?
Wendy was the well-known beauty of their school.
"So, who is more beautiful, or Joanna?" Wendy wiped the tear stains on her face vigorously. When she ntioned Joanna Lawrence, she couldn’t help but feel a hint of jealousy as she thought of Joanna’s overly delicate and beautiful face.
Sumr hesitated and didn’t answer her imdiately.
If she was asked who was more beautiful, of course, she would think Joanna was more beautiful.
Actually, Wendy and Joanna were not comparable at all.
If she wasn’t compared to Joanna, Wendy would indeed be a very pleasing little beauty.
But when compared to a great beauty like Joanna, Wendy’s appearance seed a bit too plain.
Not stunning, nor unique.
If the two of them were together, most people, including Sumr, would notice Joanna first.
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