It wasn't a baseless speculation on Yvonne Finley's part, but the accumulation of countless details over the years, which led her to a conjecture in this unguarded moment.
There were also some indescribable complex emotions mixed in.
Looking at Laura Finley in front of her, her expression was deeply concealed as well.
A sudden feeling of palpitation rose in Laura's heart. She tightened her grip on the documents in her hand, furrowed her eyebrows and subconsciously asked, "What do you mean? What's wrong with me?"
Vaguely, she seemed to understand what Yvonne was implying.
Watching her calm demeanor, Yvonne slightly reigned in her emotions and smiled faintly, "I hope not."
Otherwise, what would it imply?
Laura wasn't insane.
That man was her own younger uncle.
