Chapter 205 My Yvonne
Yvonne Finley ventured into the guest room, an elegant space that showcased a Chinese design. However, contrary to what she expected, it didn't evoke a sense of oppression or fear. Instead, it was spacious and filled with thoughtful touches. An aroma diffuser by the bedside released a gentle fragrance, setting a calming atmosphere.
To the right of the bed was a large window with clear glass. Just beyond were ancient vines and trees, hanging in the silvery glow of the moon. The courtyard lights flickered sporadically, adding to the serene beauty of the scene.
It was incredibly comfortable.
Yvonne Finley stayed by the window for a while.
Suddenly, she remembered the ring that Walker Matinez had given her, now in her coat pocket.
She took it out.
She opened it and looked inside.