"What's wrong?" Yolanda Greenwood asked worriedly.
Lola Gold shook her head, "Nothing, the marriage is still a long way off. Let's talk about it later."
"Lola..." Yolanda hesitated.
"Alright, Yolanda, don't worry. When there's a chance, I'll introduce you."
Lola Gold ended the conversation abruptly.
The two had dinner together. As Yolanda's health had almost recovered, she took a taxi home.
Upon returning to the Coldson Family's old mansion, she found Old Master Coldson and Isabella Ross waiting in the living room.
One was all smiles, finally relieved to see her return;
while the other's face turned livid, as if hoping she would never come back.
"Why so late?" Isabella Ross couldn't help but complain, "You didn't even call home."
Yolanda tugged apologetically at the corner of her mouth, "I'm sorry, Grandpa, Mom, for making you worry."
"It's okay, as long as you're back," Old Master Coldson approached and took Yolanda by the hand. "Come, let's go upstairs and rest."