She seemed to be guessing rather than being terrified.
Yvonne Young felt that Jasmine Young seemed to know about Ella Quinn's existence.
She quickly turned her gaze away from Jasmine Young's face and walked to the desk, pulling up the woman sitting in the office chair... her second aunt, Wendy Johnson.
Wendy Johnson was so scared that she didn't know what to do, and she took small, hurried steps towards her husband, Yale Young. "Ghost, I saw a ghost..."
Yvonne Young sat down on the soft office chair and put her feet up on the desk. Swinging the chair beneath her, she looked at everyone with a disdainful gaze. "I've come back to fight for the family fortune."
There happened to be a box of cigarettes on the desk, so she took one out and lit it.
She took a puff and then slowly blew a beautiful smoke ring.
Her defiance surprised even Spencer Sullivan.
Because on that face, he always imagined Yvonne's, but now he couldn't associate the two at all.
"Yvonne, weren't you dead?"