Chapter 668 The Wrong Person

At home, Yolande's patience had worn thin after enduring Dolores' presence for days

Her irritation bubbled over until, that night, she dragged Marlin to Manley.

Marlin's brows knit together, barely masking his impatience.

"Yolande, what's this about?" Manley, equally curious, ramed an eyebrow.

Yolande's demeanor was unusually grave. "Dad, where's Mom? I haven't seen her in months. How's she doing"

A flicker of concern crossed Marlin's face as well. "Dad, I'm still searching for the Supernatural Doctor. There's got to be a chance for Mom to get better."

Manley waved his hand dismissively, his tone tinged with discomfort. "You know your mom's condition. It's a slow struggle. But rest assured, the medical staff will take good care of her. Now, Yolande, what's on your mind?"

Adela Acosta, the servant, appeared with three cups of tea. She sat them down and then stood behind Manley, her head bowed

Yolande eyed her curiously. "Dad, when did she start working here? I don't remember seeing her before

Adela responded respectfully, "Miss Boyd, I've been here for five years, always tending to Mrs. Boyd's health."

Mankey interjected with a touch of reproach, "Yolande, you only visit your mom occasionally. How can you keep track of the servants amund her?"

His comment made Yolande lower her head in embarrassment, feeling a pang of guilt for her infrequent visits

"Well, what I need to discuss is more important. Could you give us some privacy

Adela glanced at Manley for approval. After he nodded, she bowed and left the room

Watching this exchange, Marlin sensed something was off

Yolande stood, her resolve hardening "Marlin, why must you stay with Dolores? What's the real reason?"

Marlin's voce turned cold. "I've told you before, Yolande, stay out of my affairs

"No, I can't stay out of this! Dolores isn't the right person for you!”

Yolande's words poured out in a rush. "Are you still searching for the worman who saved you five years ago? The one with beautiful eyes, a stunning face, and a rose tattoo on her shoulder? Your memory is fuzzy! You can't recall her face clearly, but those eyes and the tattoo, they stayed with you, right?"

She paused, letting her words sink in, eyes locked on Marlin

"You wanted to find your savior, but you mistook Dolores for her. She saw an opportuuty in your identity and clung to it. Marlin, I don't know what you were thinking at first, but you and Dolores came together because of that. But have you ever questioned of Dolores could have saved you from such a perilous situation? Does she even have that capability? You need to consider the reality

Marlin fell silent, her words gnawing at his thoughts.

"Dud, didn't you know what the woman who saved Marlin looked like? Why didn't you tell him he found the wrong person when you saw Dolores?"

Manley spread his hands, a gesture of helplessness. "Marlin's become more withdrawn. Do you think he would confide in me? I had no idea he was looking for the woman who saved him until recently"

Marlin's head snapped up "So, I really did find the wrong person?"

"Last time we had dinner with Miss Wilson, I thought you recognized her. 1 assumed you didn't speak to her because you didn't want to revisit the past."

Marlin muttered, "No, I simply don't remember”