Jasmine Yale gave a helpless laugh.
Chale Cheney still didn't know why he'd been brought here, and why was Aunt Yolanda here, too?
Jasmine coaxed, deceived, and improvised many excuses to finally get the little guy to comply with the blood collection.
Sylvan Cheney's lawyer was also there. She had seen this lawyer before. He was definitely Sylvan's man.
He was the one who had her sign the adoption agreement for Chale Cheney.
However, even the lawyer had to proceed according to the law. The property certificate, in white and black, was irrevocable.
If Chale Cheney's biological mother came to claim the property, it would comply with the law.
In the middle of it all, Jasmine Yale, unwilling to give up, called Sylvan Cheney again.
Still, no one answered.
An hour had passed since the whole process had started.
When Jasmine Yale led Chale Cheney out, the sun was dazzling, and a few feeble white clouds were drifting leisurely in the sky.
