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"Of course," Winona replied smoothly. "Think about it, they like Yvonne. Knowing she's struggling, they'll definitely agree. Besides, we won't be taking advantage of them for free, right?"

Her words ignited a spark of hope in Joe. After finding an excuse to send Winona away, he made his way to Yvonne's hospital room.

The moment Yvonne saw him, she stiffened in alarm. "What are you doing here? I don't want to see you. Leave now, or I'll jump out the window."

Joe paused, not daring to move further. He stood at the doorway, his gaze steady. "I've found a potential kidney donor for you. Also, I recovered your missing paintings. Just say the word, and I'll arrange for them to be hung in the exhibit."

"There's no need. I won't be using them, and I don't need you to worry about my affairs," Yvonne replied coldly, her tone even more distant than before.

Joe's last shred of hope crumbled into disappointment. After a long silence, he quietly took out a piece of paper and wrote down the contact information of the family willing to donate a kidney. He then placed it on the armrest of the sofa by the door before leaving. Yvonne didn't pay much attention to his actions. As long as Joe stopped bothering her, she didn't care about anything else he did.

Soon after, Nigel arrived at her room. Seeing the door wide open, he panicked and rushed inside. When he saw Yvonne casually playing on her phone, he sighed in relief.

His sharp eyes caught sight of the paper on the armrest. Picking it up, he asked, "Who left this? Someone's selling a kidney to pay for their kid's college?"

ignored him, pulling the blanket

stepped outside to ask the nurse. Upon learning that Joe had just left, Nigel immediately connected

real, Yvonne might have a chance. Determined to confirm its authenticity, he rushed to Joe's hospital

of them liked the other, and their disdain was palpable. As their eyes met, they both let out a soft,

you doing here? This isn't Yvonne's room," Winona snapped,

to open the door, only to be blocked by

intimidated. Her gaze fell on the paper in his hand, and she quickly pieced

a calm cough, she smirked. "You're

Nigel did not respond.

case, my apologies for the misunderstanding. Please, go ahead," she said, stepping aside with

a cold look before entering

her phone and made a call. "Keep ǎ close eye on things. Make

the room, Nigel glared at Joe. "Is this

there. That family owes Yvonne a favor. If she asks, they'll definitely