Yolanda was green with jealousy. She sneered, "They've been inside for so long, who knows what they're up to. They're up to no good, are they?"
"Yoli" Olga got the drift. Phillip's bodyguard was up ahead. If he overheard, it would only cause more trouble for the Harris family!
Yolanda bit her lower lip, watching their retreating figures with a sullen look.
How great it would be if she were with Phillip.
About fifteen minutes later.
The car pulled up in front of a serene and elegant villa.
This was Phillip's residence, sprawling over tens of thousands of square meters.
The villa boasted a European–style design with classic elements like Roman columns and French doors, complemented by a sophisticated white exterior paint, exuding an air of opulence.
