Deceiving him was just too difficult.
Left with no choice, she could only take advantage of his kind heart. "Maybe if he gets the card, the mentally ill person will get better. I just want to help others. We should try our best to help others, right?"
She still had some faith in him.
Just as Yvonne expected, Yolanda nodded in agreement. "Aunt, you're right. Let's give the card to that mentally ill person."
So now he had a name: the Mentally Ill Person.
Yvonne felt guilty, but she forced a smile and patted Yolanda's head. "Yolanda, you really are a loving boy. Auntie will definitely buy you more cards."
With ten million, was she worried about not being able to buy a few authentic cards?
Yolanda nodded, "Mhm!"
Seeing that he wasn't too upset or sad, Yvonne breathed a sigh of relief. Looking forward, she realized this was the way home. She hurriedly said to Spencer Sullivan, "Mr. Sullivan, can we drop Yolanda off at the hotel first?"
Respectful address, polite inquiry.
