Reincarnated As the Enemy's Wife: Married the Rival, Bound by Revenge Chapter 32: Fortunately, I Didn’t Take His Clothes

"What... Is going on?"

Yvonne Taylor was dumbfounded as she stared at the long queue of shopping bags on the ground.

anwhile, Zachary Leinster was still standing in front of the counter with a black card in his hand. All the store counters was still busy packing clothes, though the shopping bags on the ground had been lined up.

"You, you, you, what are you doing?"

"Hmm?"

Zachary had just finished paying and was looking at Yvonne with gentle eyes.

"Didn’t you say that you were satisfied with them? So I bought them all."

"I didn’t ask you to buy them," Yvonne was anxious, "and even if you buy them for , where should I store them? My dad will scold to death."

She dared not to accept Zachary’s gifts, or Frank would be angrier.

"You can store them in my house for the ti being and change clothes there every day you left ho." The man said with a smile.

"You big liar!"

Yvonne knew his intention.

"Go to Lord Villa every day? You are thinking about eating ." She thought.

"Humph, stop saying nice things. If I really go there, I’m afraid you’ll be the first to refuse."

Yvonne still rembered how the man refused her last ti when they slept in the sa bed.

She was so angry when she thought about it. Wasn’t she charming enough? This man only knew how to talk big.

"Oh? You can try."

Yvonne pushed him away and complained, "Get out of the way! I’m no longer interested in that matter."

As she spoke, she quickly walked past the dozens of shopping bags.

Yvonne forced herself not to take a second look at those Belline haute couture clothes and shoes, for fear that she would go back on her word.

"Boss, what about these things?"

"Send them to Lord Villa first."

Zachary said calmly.

Anyway, it wouldn’t take long for her to be his.

In the remote suburbs south of the city...

Sarah Mooney was not a native in Hiltonan.

Before she married Frank Taylor, she and Zoila Mooney lived in a nearby suburb of Hiltonan. Every ti Zoila was driven out the Taylor Family, she would live in the suburb of Hiltonan. It was inconvenient for her to travel, and there were many bugs and mice.

Without a shopping mall or luxury car, she lived a boring life every day.

She couldn’t eat or sleep well. Every day, she would think about when she could return to the Taylor Family to enjoy her life.

"Knock knock knock! Knock knock knock!"

There was a familiar and crude knock at the old wooden door.

The girl, who was lying on the bed indignantly, looked frightened the mont she heard the voice.

They were coming!

Zoila saw several punks through the peephole. She was so nervous that her lips turned pale. For a mont, she didn’t know what to do.

"Boys, who are you looking for?"

A thin and aged woman with white hair and a bent waist ca out with a cane. She was Zoila’s grandmother.

Zoila was now living with her grandmother, her biological father’s mother.

Her biological father was a scum, who ran away after cheating Sarah out of a large sum of money, leaving his aged mother living on pension.

Although Zoila’s grandmother was poor, she loved her granddaughter very much.

Knowing that those guys had co with bad intentions, she still went out.

"Grandma, we are here for Zoila. Ask her to co out!"

"Oh, may I ask why you are looking for Zoila?"

"It’s none of your business! You’d better get out of the way. We don’t want to bully an aged woman!"

As they spoke, they broke into the courtyard.

Zoila panicked. She locked the door and blocked it with layers upon layers of chairs and tables.

"I’ve already paid back the money I owe you! Stop pestering !"

Hearing the voice of the girl in the room, the gang of punks imdiately began to kick the door violently.

"Pay back? You’re talking about the 5,000? Are you driving the beggars away?"

Zoila squatted on the ground and held her head. The small wooden door would be broken at any ti, and she was so scared that she trembled all over.

"I, I don’t know. I don’t have much more money. Please give so more ti..."

"How many days have we been waiting for you? You promised to give us one million for destroying her face and five hundred for spreading the rumor. Mr. Zane is now in prison. It’s ti for you to fulfill your promises."

They were from the technical school next door of Zagor University. The technology school was not so bad, and it just so happened that there was such a group of gangsters in that school. Now long ago, Zoila asked a gangster of hem to destroy Yvonne’s face with a knife at the price of one million."

Of course, she was bragging. She didn’t have that much money at all.

She didn’t know that Zane was so stupid that he even dared to hurt Zachary. Now he was directly thrown into prison by the Leinster Family. With all his previous evil deeds, he was sentenced to life imprisonnt.

"It’s none of my business... You didn’t hurt Yvonne. Why should I pay for it?"

Outside the door, a woman with a scarred face said, "What about that matter worth five hundred thousand? My brother’s ID card has been found by that woman’s best friend. Do you want to burn the bridge after crossing it?"

Previously, in order to alienate Yvonne from Frank, Sarah and Zoila had planned to trapped Yvonne with the competition between the Leinster Group and Frank. However, Frank and Zachary did not fight as they expected. Although Frank had a problem with Yvonne, it was far away from their original plan, that was, to let Frank misunderstand that Yvonne had colluded with Zachary to fra him."

This ti, Zoila owed a huge debt of five hundred thousand before Yvonne was defeated.

"I didn’t burn the bridge! I told you, give so ti!"

At this mont, Zoila’s grandmother walked out of the door with her cane. She limped and held a few wrinkled notes in her hand.

Just now, she heard that Zoila owed soone’s money, but she didn’t hear clearly how much she owed. The several notes were all accumulated by her over the years. If she could help Zoila, she would be satisfied.

Grandma held the wrinkled paper money in her wrinkled hands and handed it to the leading gangster, her hand was still trembling.

"Boy, I don’t know how much my granddaughter owes you. If it’s not enough, I’ll borrow so."

Seeing the trembling granny’s ragged clothes and the paper money in her hands,

the punks thought it was ridiculous.

One of them sneered, "Ah, Zoila, you look like a noble girl in the past. I didn’t expect you to co from such a poor family!"

Those gangsters didn’t want to hurt such an innocent aged woman. They were going to smash the house, but for the sake of the old lady, they had no interest in it.

"Three days at most! Give the money! Otherwise, don’t bla us for being rude!"

With these words, the scar-faced man turned around and left.

Inside the room, Zoila was squatting on the ground, trembling with fear.

It wasn’t until she saw them leave that she ca back to her senses.

She had finally escaped death.

But what about the three-day deadline?

"Five hundred thousand, where can I borrow it...?" She thought.

At this mont, she ca up with an idea!

Yvonne... A trace of viciousness flashed in Zoila’s eyes!

...

Yvonne was awakened by the phone early in the morning.

She picked up the phone. The other side of the phone seed to be a salesman, who began to talk about the loan.

She admired it so much. Through the aweso big data, they even knew that she was short of money.

"Thank you, but I don’t need it. I have plenty of money." Hearing these words, the salesman hung up the phone angrily. Yvonne snorted, put the phone aside, and began to dress up.

She was going to get the evidence with Shirley Quinn today. Shirley said that she had found out the culprit. As they expected, it was Zoila Mooney and Sarah Mooney!

Shirley said that the man was tight-lipped at first until she told him that Zoila didn’t have that much money at all. Maybe he was like Mr. Zane in the end, who didn’t get the money and had to go to jail. That man was a little flustered and told her everything.

Yvonne was very happy to get the evidence. Although this piece of evidence could not dissolve the hostility between her father and Zachary, it was enough to prove that Zachary was innocent, and he did not want to hurt Frank at all.

Holding a kraft paper bag, Tong Yan jumped back to her ho from the yard outside the Taylor Family’s villa.

However, as soon as she entered the door, she sensed the tense atmosphere.

In the European-style living room, the butler and all the servants were nervous.

Frank Taylor ca back from the company in advance. Now he was sitting in the middle of the living room with a serious look on her face, and Sarah was also there. Although she looked worried on the surface, she could not hide the complacency in her eyes.

Yvonne softly asked the butler beside her, "Mr. Glover, what happened?"

The butler glanced at the living room and made sure that Frank did not see him.

Then he whispered, "Just now, the financial office called to say that you borrowed a loan shark, five hundred thousand! Soone called the company, and Mr. Taylor was very angry."

"Loan sharks?" Yvonne was confused.

In the morning, soone asked her if she wanted a loan, but she refused. Was her information leaked?

Before Yvonne could react, she heard the stern voice in the living room. "Why haven’t you co over yet?"

Yvonne shivered and walked over with a kraft paper bag. "Dad."

Frank slamd the table with a stack of bills.

"You are so brave! I blocked your credit card to teach you a lesson, but you actually went to borrow loan. Are you sure that I will help you anyway?"

Yvonne was neither humble nor arrogant as she replied, "Dad, I didn’t borrow loan. I understand why you blocked my credit card. So how can I borrow loan?"

"Why I see your information here?"

Yvonne took a look at the bill and imdiately realized what had happened.

No wonder that soone called her in the morning to sell loan sharks. Maybe soone had stolen her identity information to borrow money, and then the information was leaked.

"My identity information may have been falsely used."

Yvonne pushed the information back and began to analyze logically and clearly, "If you don’t believe , you can check my bank bill and my purchase record and see if the five hundred thousand was once on my account and how I spent it."

Seeing this, Sarah picked up the teacup and said in a sharp voice, "Yvonne, your father loves you the most. How could he doubt you for no reason?"

"The five hundred thousand was indeed transferred to your bank account yesterday, and this morning it was transferred to soone else’s account. Although your father and I don’t know why you want this money, you can’t touch sothing like a loan shark as a student."

Originally, it would have been fine if Sarah did not interrupt. And Yvonne may have thought that soone had stolen her identity information. However, Yvonne imdiately thought of sothing when she heard Sarah’s words.

Shirley said that the rumor maker betrayed Zoila since he was worried that Zoila didn’t have enough money to pay him. That ant that Zoila was now chasing by a group of dunner, and she was unable to pay them! Most likely, Zoila had stolen her identity information and borrowed money with it!

The formal loan channels would have very strict personal information protection asures, and it was impossible for anyone to steal other people’s identity information.

But the loan sharks were different. There was neither formal lender organization nor complete information verification, and anyone might inexplicably bear hundreds of thousands of debts!

Thinking of this, Yvonne knew it was most likely done by Zoila. With great confidence, she asked, "May I ask Ms. Mooney, which account was the money transferred to?"

"Isn’t it written very clearly in the bank bill? Look."

Yvonne saw the bank card with a tail number 8660, then she sneered and threw the

bill back to the table.

"This card belongs to , but this account has been closed by for three days! You said that the money was transferred to my bank account yesterday and spent today. How could it be possible? Unless this bill is completely fake!"

Yvonne clicked open a text ssage, which showed that she had successfully closed all her bank accounts!

Three days ago, Yvonne’s credit card was blocked. However, her dozen or so bank cards still required annual fee. It was not much money but Yvonne was annoyed and closed all her bank accounts, leaving only one.

Zoila used to live in the sa house as her, so it was easy for Zoila to get her ID card and bank card number.

Yvonne didn’t know how Zoila forged the bill, but Zoila wouldn’t have thought that she had already closed all her bank accounts!

Yvonne was so lucky this ti. She did not know that Zoila would ca up with such an awful idea.

Seeing Yvonne’s text ssages, Frank imdiately realized that there was sothing wrong with it.

Knowing the situation is unfavorable, Sarah subconsciously collected the bill.

"It seems that soone has stolen Yvonne’s personal information. Frank, I have already said that Yvonne is more sensible than before. She should not borrow loan sharks. Don’t make things difficult for her on this matter."

"No."

Yvonne’s beautiful eyes were cold and she tried to find out the truth. "The consequences of stealing identity information are sotis very serious," she said, "dad, five hundred thousand is not a small number. You must find out who is behind this!"

By this ti, Sarah’s face was already pale. She had a feeling that sothing terrible would happen, but she didn’t dare to speak. She could only keep her body tight.

"The matter of stealing information is indeed very serious. Frank, you’ve been working very hard recently. Why don’t you leave it to ?"

"You? What can you find out?" Frank narrowed his eyes in dissatisfaction. "No... I an..."