Chapter 833

Now, with her taking such good care of me, I couldn't help but feel a little undeserving.

"Are you worried I might have poisoned it? If you don't mind, I can take the first sip," she teased when I hesitated to accept the glass.

I had to admit, she was genuinely kind. Even though she was once supposed to get engaged to Ernest, and knew about my connection with him, she never showed me any hostility.

It's not like she didn't have feelings for Ernest. She once admitted she was fond of him. Her kindness towards me was just so inexplicable.

This woman was a mystery to me.

"It's not that," I replied, taking the milk. "I just feel guilty for troubling you."

As I said that, Ernest's words echoed in my mind about finding someone trustworthy to pass the ring to.

So, should I trust Yolande?

"Doing someone's bidding," Yolande said with a sly smile, her lips painted a vibrant red.

Bidding for whom? Ernest?

"Won't disturb your sleep-," she sang the last words playfully with a smile.

gave a resigned grin, "Stop with the silly

the room. I picked up my phone again, trying once more to

how risky it was for Ernest and me to communicate like this. The shorter the contact, the better,

I

I trust

was Fanny,

needed to find someone else trustworthy. As I stared

if I

she was Allen's

Ernest wanted

her self-interest and not hand

wise to be cautious, so Yolande

not her,

to go out and find someone. Even if I wanted to, Allen

Except Conrad.

Yolande, he could come a second time. I had to

knowledge of him, I

Conrad without raising Allen's suspicions would take some clever

woke up to another delicious breakfast. Seeing Yolande in an apron, I quipped, "Ms. Clark, are you cooking out of necessity or

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