Yolanda didn't argue back.
Chris Fern drove, bringing Yolanda along to the hotel.
Through the fog, the black car moved like a swift.
The downtown area was still bright with lights and bustling with activity.
Watching the crowd and flickering lights, Yolanda started to calm down.
She sat in the passenger seat, right hand propping her forehead up.
Suddenly, she frowned—
"Chris, don't you think that the appearance of Lilac Serval was too sudden? We've been searching for Chale Cheney's mother for so long, but she only appeared now."
"Don't overthink it, wasn't she in a car accident at that time? Her mobility was affected. It's normal that she didn't show up."
Yolanda furrowed her brows.
Was she overthinking it?
"Chris, finish up the work quickly. Let's go back to Lonton as soon as possible."
"Sure, I'll speed it up."
"Mm."
Chris Fern always stayed with Yolanda all the way to the hotel, sticking with her through every step.
