Rebirth of the Deadly Beauty novel Chapter 666

Even though he was sitting in the villa, it still felt surreal to Harold.

Just over two months ago, Yolanda had been the Henderson family's most worthless daughter and was despised by everyone. Yet in that short time, she had established her own clinic, built her connections, and even gotten a villa worth hundreds of millions.

She seemed like a totally different person from the old Yolanda, who was weak and incompetent back then. Harold felt a sense of loss. Such an exceptional daughter should have been his pride, but legally, Yolanda no longer had any connection to him.

Yolanda noticed Harold's shifting emotions and understood why. She let out a cold laugh and said, "I need to return to the clinic. Once you've rested, please see yourself out."

For the original Yolanda's sake, she would offer the Hendersons limited help, but nothing more. She would never consider Harold and Diana family.

When Harold looked up again, he only heard the front door closing. Yolanda had vanished before he could say goodbye. Sitting on the luxurious couch in the villa's living room, he was still holding the water bottle Yolanda had given him.

He sighed dejectedly and muttered, "What have I done..."

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Yolanda returned to Willow Creek Clinic before lunch. Instead of heading to the front clinic, she went directly to the small room in the back that had served as a temporary rest area.

The bloody smell from the courtyard had disappeared, which meant her blood-stopping medicine had worked.

She did not push open the door, knowing Elleven would be at his most defensive and alert. She didn't want to aggravate his wounds, especially since this room was only meant for temporary rest and not long-term recovery.

After some thought, she spoke softly from outside. "Food and medicine will be left at your door daily. Once you're healed, stay or leave as you wish."

"Yolanda, come join us if you haven't eaten." Selena stood by the table. She was laying out dishes from the back courtyard. "I made green bean salad, honey-glazed ribs, and fresh fettuccine."

"They can order takeout for lunch, Mrs. Morrison." Yolanda looked at Selena helplessly.

The clinic wasn't large. But with Baxter, Dunstan, and the assistants and cleaners, they had nearly thirty people. Preparing food for so many probably meant Selena had been cooking since dawn.

"Well, since Kieran hasn't woken up, I don't have much else to do." Selena smiled sheepishly. "Besides, the market's quite close, so it's convenient for me to make food. It's all good as long as you don't mind my cooking."

"Of course, we don't!"