Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 158

Chapter 158 Overthinking 

I was about to go downstairs when Idris stopped me with a concerned look. “What’s going on?” 

“My mom’s here,” I told Idris before heading over to the elevator to wait. A moment later, I felt a towering presence beside me. I glanced over and saw Idris, standing tall and straight like a sentinel. 

I raised an eyebrow. What was he up to? 

“I’ll come with you to greet them,” he said, his face a picture of calm. 

I could not quite read him, so I just let it be. 

The elevator dinged open, and there were my mom and Sweety. They spotted Idris and me, and Sweety flashed a big smile. “Yvette, Mr. Young, heading out?” 

I shook my head and helped my mom out of the elevator. “Mr. Sanchez just called. How did you get here so fast?” 

Before my mom could get a word in, Sweety chimed in, “Zoe let us know. We ran into her downstairs. She was waiting for Mr. Sanchez to finish parking.” 

Zoe was here, too? 

I smiled and escorted my mom to Madam Young’s hospital room door. Liam had just finished visiting Madam Young and looked surprised to see more people. He said hello to my mom. 

He turned to Sweety, but before he could say anything, she reached out her hand. “Mr. Young, I’m Sweety. I haven’t had the chance to properly thank you for everything. I brought some health goodies for grandma. Hope you like them.” 

She was holding a bunch of fancy herbs and mushrooms, the kind that cost a pretty penny. The Youngs were loaded, so they did not really need them, but it was the thought that counted. 

Liam gave a soft chuckle, took the goodies, and passed them to Emily. He turned to Sweety and said, ” Ms. Taters, you’re too kind. Thanks for coming to visit Grandma. I’ll thank you on her behalf.” 

Sweety’s cheeks turned pink, and she gave a little wave like she was brushing off the thanks. Her eyes lingered on Emily for a second before she smiled and asked, “And you are…?” 

“This is my wife, Emily.” Liam said, introducing her. 

Emily handed over the stuff to Mr. Zachary and gave Sweety a warm smile. “Hi there.” 

Sweety grinned and tossed a few compliments Emily’s way. 

I had this nagging feeling that something was off, but I could not quite nail what it was. 

Madam Young had not been asleep long when she woke up. The visitors all piled into her room, and the place went from zero to sixty in no time. 

Dinner time had rolled around, and Idris was on the phone setting up the meal. I was tired from 

Chapter 158 Overthinking 

I was about to go downstairs when Idris stopped me with a concerned look. “What’s going on?” 

“My mom’s here,” I told Idris before heading over to the elevator to wait. A moment later, I felt a towering presence beside me. I glanced over and saw Idris, standing tall and straight like a sentinel. 

I raised an eyebrow. What was he up 

to? 

“I’ll come with you to greet them,” he said, his face a picture of calm. 

I could not quite read him, so I just let it be. 

The elevator dinged open, and there were my mom and Sweety. They spotted Idris and Sweety flashed a big smile. “Yvette, Mr. Young, heading out?” 

me, and 

I shook my head and helped my mom out of the elevator. “Mr. Sanchez just called. How did you get 

here so fast?” 

Before my mom could get a word in, Sweety chimed in, “Zoe let us know. We ran into her downstairs. She was waiting for Mr. Sanchez to finish parking.” 

Zoe was here, too? 

I smiled and escorted my mom to Madam Young’s hospital room door. Liam had just finished visiting Madam Young and looked surprised to see more people. He said hello to my mom. 

He turned to Sweety, but before he could say anything, she reached out her hand. “Mr. Young, I’m Sweety. I haven’t had the chance to properly thank you for everything. I brought some health goodies for grandma. Hope you like them.” 

She was holding a bunch of fancy herbs and mushrooms, the kind that cost a pretty penny. The Youngs were loaded, so they did not really need them, but it was the thought that counted. 

Liam gave a soft chuckle, took the goodies, and passed them to Emily. He turned to Sweety and said, Ms. Taters, you’re too kind. Thanks for coming to visit Grandma. I’ll thank you on her behalf.” 

Sweety’s cheeks turned pink, and she gave a little wave like she was brushing off the thanks. Her eyes lingered on Emily for a second before she smiled and asked, “And you are…?” 

“This is my wife, Emily.” Liam said, introducing her. 

Emily handed over the stuff to Mr. Zachary and gave Sweety a warm smile. “Hi there.” 

Sweety grinned and tossed a few compliments Emily’s way. 

I had this nagging feeling that something was off, but I could not quite nail what it was. 

Madam Young had not been asleep long when she woke up. The visitors all piled into her room, and 

the place went from zero to sixty in no time. 

Dinner time had rolled around, and Idris was on the phone setting up the meal. I was tired from 

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running around all day. The room was packed, and I did not feel like squeezing in, so I just plopped down on a chair in the hallway. 

I was zoning out when someone sat down next to me. It was Maxwell.