Rebirth of the Deadly Beauty novel Chapter 32

How could Yolanda's handwriting be so similar to that expert? How could it be?

That expert had become the topnotch in the world. How could he be related to this chubby young girl?

Simon then laughed at his own thoughts. Perhaps he was hallucinating because he hadn't heard any news about that person for a long time.

"Mr. Carter, I'll get the medicine first!" Gordon said, not noticing anything wrong. He immediately left the ward with the prescription.

Harold, Diana, and Yvonne hurried into the ward as soon as Gordon left.

"Mr. Carter, how do you feel?" Harold asked.

Although he could see that Simon was indeed looking way better than before, he was still quite worried, for fear that Simon's health would suddenly take a toll.

"I'm feeling quite good," Simon said.

Perhaps out of affection for the whole family, Simon didn't make things difficult for Harold and Diana.

He then slightly turned toward Yolanda and said solemnly, "Yolanda, you saved my life. From now on, you're my benefactor. Don't hesitate to ask if you ever need anything from me!"

The entire room instantly went silent as soon as Simon finished speaking. Harold, Diana, and Yvonne all stared at Simon in shock.

At that moment, they even doubted what they had just heard.

Did Yolanda really cure Simon's illness?

Yvonne slowly turned to look at Yolanda with doubt and resentment filled her eyes. She didn't know how Yolanda did it. But she knew that Yolanda had earned a huge favor from Simon by curing him.

In fact, if Yolanda ever wanted to join the traditional painting program at Creybia University, Simon could make it happen for her.

"Sure, no problem!"

Simon agreed without any hesitation.

Yolanda had treated his years of chronic illness, so he wouldn't mind giving her family ten paintings, let alone one.

Yolanda watched as Harold, who had once gone to lengths to prevent her from treating Simon, now eagerly sought his help after she had cured him. Her gaze suddenly turned cold.

But whatever she was thinking, she didn't stop Harold.

Yvonne became gloomier in that situation.

Just two hours ago, she had been hoping to obtain a painting from Simon's apprentice, planning to show it off to her father and trample Yolanda underfoot.