Chapter 868: Are You Hiding Something From Me?

Jasmine Yale sat silently on the sofa, her deep eyes looking around.

She felt no affection for this villa, but right now, she wanted to stay here.

Her gaze slowly fell on the stairs; every morning, her favorite thing was to wait downstairs for the little guy to bounce down the stairs.

The little guy really liked his little backpack and was especially fond of going to school.

He would flash her a row of pearly white teeth, and sweetly call out, "Jasy, good morning."

It seemed that the little guy was her biggest support in this city.

So when she found out he was in an accident, she didn't hesitate to go and rescue him.

Ironically, now the only source of her complete happiness and joy was Sylvan Cheney's son.

"Miss Yale, are you feeling better? I made chicken soup, would you like some?" Butler Santana approached.

Jasmine Yale shook her head: "I'm waiting for Chale."

Butler Santana's heart skipped a beat, suddenly he was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.