Rebirth of the Deadly Beauty novel Chapter 567

Jude must have introduced Yolanda to Alfred beforehand; otherwise, Alfred wouldn't have agreed to let her treat him.

Even Yolanda had to admit that many people tend to judge others by their appearance. While such prejudice didn't necessarily reflect a person's character, it was still unpleasant.

In her previous life, the former Miss Hoffman was a young prodigy who treated patients at an age even younger than the original owner of her current body.

Back then, as the eldest daughter of the prestigious Henderson family, she commanded respect—even from those who doubted her skills. People dared not openly question her abilities.

Eventually, her exceptional medical expertise silenced the skeptics. Those who had doubted her learned their lesson and never underestimated her again.

Now, however, now that she was reborn as a girl from an ordinary family in a small city, things were entirely different.

Yolanda could understand why others might be cautious, but she refused to tolerate behavior that trampled on her dignity. In her experience, those who maliciously insulted her or doubted her abilities had all paid a price.

This time, she was curious to see if Alfred Kaufman, the head of the Kaufman family, would prove to be another shallow individual who judged by appearances.

Before long, Jude led Yolanda into the Kaufman family's reception hall.

At the center of the room, on a mahogany couch, sat an elderly man with graying hair. He wore reading glasses and was engrossed in the morning newspaper.

This man was Alfred Kaufman, the current head of the family and the father of Jude and Joel.

"Dad, I've brought Ms. Henderson over," Jude said as he approached Alfred. His voice was filled with concern. "How are you feeling today?"

"My chest still feels a bit tight," Alfred replied while setting the newspaper aside. His gaze turned to Yolanda. He began scrutinizing her with unreserved curiosity.

"It was a small matter, Mr. Kaufman Senior. There's no need to dwell on it," she replied evenly.

When he sensed an opening, Jude stepped in. "Dad, I invited Ms. Henderson here today to help treat your illness."

Although Jude had mentioned this idea before, Alfred hadn't taken it seriously.

As expected, Alfred shot Jude a meaningful glance before turning back to Yolanda. "Young lady, it's not that I doubt your abilities. It's just that I know my condition. It's hard to cure..."

His words weren't intended to discredit Yolanda's skills.

Alfred had struggled with heart problems for years, seeking treatment to no avail. With age, he had come to terms with the inevitability of life and death.