Chapter 675: You Can Marry Mr. Cheney

Jasmine Yale's gaze fell once again directly on Yolanda Fern's face, staring at her without blinking.

In the light, Yolanda's long hair hangs over her shoulders, soft and silken, her complexion calm.

She was wearing a black and white plaid coat, looking very soft and feminine.

The sunlight filtering through branches and leaves intertwined on her face, casting a gentle, tranquil shadow of her.

She looked so delicate and slim.

Jasmine Yale couldn't associate the woman in front of her with the word "vicious", yet the fact was—

She was wrong.

Before, she even thought Yolanda could take good care of Chale Cheney, and they could all have a peaceful, happy life.

Her guess seemed to be outrageously wrong.

Hans Colin said she was naive, couldn't understand people's intentions.

Indeed, she was always easily deceived by appearances and illusions.