Yolanda's face twisted into an uncontrollable grimace, and her whole body trembled slightly.

"Yolanda, what's wrong?" Mrs. Walker gripped her hand tightly, her eyes full of worry.

"I'm fine. Let's go home," Yolanda said, shaking off Mrs. Walker's hand and walking briskly outside.

Vincent drove his wife and daughter home.

Yolanda went straight to her room and hid after arriving home.

Vincent took a phone call and then rushed out. He claimed there was an urgent matter at work, but what could be so urgent at night? Mrs. Walker knew he was going to see that bitch April Martinez and their bastard child.

Mrs. Walker suppressed her rage, but just as she was about to erupt, she heard a loud crash from upstairs, followed by a piercing scream.

"Yolanda!" Terrified, Mrs. Walker ran upstairs.

She ran to Yolanda's door, only to find it locked.

"Yolanda! Yolanda, what's wrong? Open the door!" Mrs. Walker pounded on the

door, but there was no response.

"The key! Where's the spare key!" Mrs. Walker yelled desperately.

A servant hurried over with the spare key. Mrs. Walker used it to unlock the door and rushed into the room.

Inside, the bathroom mirror was shattered, with fragments scattered all over the floor.

Yolanda was slumped on the ground, her expression contorted and out of control.

"Yolanda, what's wrong? Are you hurt? Don't scare me like this," Mrs. Walker said, embracing her daughter, on the verge of tears.

"Useless! So useless!" Yolanda shrieked as if she had lost her mind. "That bitch Flora Moore was a waste her life was worthless, and now her kidney is failing me. Didn't the doctor say her kidney was healthy? I've only had it for a few years, how could it be failing? How could it fail!”

"Yolanda, what nonsense are you spouting?" Mrs. Walker scolded sharply, wishing she could cover Yolanda's mouth.

They had abducted Flora, taken her kidney for Yolanda, and then carefully covered their tracks after she died.

These were crimes that had to be kept secret for life. How could Yolanda scream them out loud? There were still servants in the house.

But Yolanda had clearly lost all reason.

Just moments before, she had stood in front of the mirror, and the sight of her haggard, ugly reflection had sent her spiraling.

"Mom! Mom, help me! I don't want

this failing kidney! I don't want to live this half-dead life! I want a

transplant! I want a new, healthy kidney! Go find one for met Go find. one!"

Mrs. Walker finally realized how unstable Yolanda's emotional state was. She held her daughter tightly soothing her over and over. Don't be scared, Mommy's here. I know...

Mommy will help you..."

After a violent fit of crying and screaming, Yolanda finally exhausted herself and fell asleep.

After getting Yolanda to sleep, Mrs. Walker was also exhausted and emotionally drained.

Worried about Yolanda's terrible state, Mrs. Walker took out her phone to call Vincent.

At first, the call went unanswered. Then, it went straight to voicemail, indicating the phone was off.

Furious, Mrs. Walker slammed her phone against the wall.

Meanwhile, Bennett and Yvonne were sitting in a private room on the second floor of the restaurant.

They had ordered four dishes and a soup, which the waiter was bringing out one by

one.

Bennett picked up the ladle and served Yvonne a bowl of hot soup. "A slow simmered bone broth with wildgams—it's the house specialty How does it taste?" content belongs fo FindNovel.net

The soup was hot, steaming, and fragrant.

Yvonne picked up her spoon and took a small sip.

They had spent the whole day at sea and had only had a simple, not-so-tasty lunch,

so Yvonne hadn't eaten much.