Chapter 117 Call Me Mom

"Butler... Do you think Sylvan despises me? After all..."

Yolanda's eyes turned red, and tears quietly streamed down.

Her shoulders twitched, overwhelmed with sorrow.

Tomer, the butler, hastily wiped her tears with a tissue. "Silly girl, don't cry. Stop bringing up that incident, it happened so many years ago. Mr. Cheney is not that kind of person."

"Tomer…" Yolanda rested her head on her shoulder, "when I return back to our country, everything will be different, except for you, you're still here."

"Silly girl, I'm always here. Call me when you have time."

"Okay." Yolanda nodded.

She chatted with Tomer and then fell asleep in her room.

The next day was a Saturday, and Yolanda's flight was scheduled for nine-thirty in the morning.

Sylvan Cheney didn't go to the group's office that day; instead, he prepared a car for Yolanda first thing in the morning.

In the garden, Yolanda was speaking with Chale Cheney.

"Chale, I am going to Lonton. Will you miss me?"