"You're awake? Are you feeling alright?" Mrs. Walker, who had been waiting in the bedroom, asked with concern when she saw her daughter wake up.
Yolanda shook her head and instinctively asked, "Where's Ben?"
Mrs. Walker chuckled lightly. "They say a daughter's heart belongs to another. The first thing you ask when you wake up is about Bennett."
Yolanda blushed and drew out her words in a mock-pouty tone, "Mom."
"Alright, alright, I'll stop teasing you," Mrs. Walker said, affectionately stroking her daughter's hair. "Bennett left last night. He has a mission today."
"Oh." Only then did Yolanda remember him telling her that last night.
"It's already one o'clock. Get up and have some lunch. I have some good news for you after you eat," Mrs. Walker added.
"What good news?" Yolanda asked curiously.
Mrs. Walker replied, "I'll tell you after you've eaten."
"I want to know now, or I'm not eating," Yolanda said willfully.
As the only girl of her generation in the Walker family and an only child, she had always had the luxury of being willful.
Mrs. Walker looked at her helplessly and said with a smile, "Yesterday was your grandfather's birthday. Bennett's father was still abroad on business and couldn't make it back. However, he spoke with your grandfather and confirmed your engagement. He plans to hold a formal engagement ceremony for you two as soon as he returns."
In high society, an engagement was as good as a marriage. The two families would be officially united, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, Yolanda and Bennett would be bound together for life.
Hearing this, Yolanda jumped for joy and hugged her mother. "Really? That's wonderful!"
"Look how happy you are. Yolanda, you're a young lady. You should be more composed," Mrs. Walker couldn't help but say.
…
Yvonne had agreed to help Queena escape the Rogers family, but she needed the right opportunity.
Yvonne waited patiently for over a month before an opportunity arose: a city official was holding a one-month celebration for his grandson, and Oscar attended with Queena.
During the party, Queena accidentally sprained her ankle. Oscar, thoroughly annoyed, had his driver take her to the hospital.
Yvonne was waiting at the hospital to meet Queena.
While the driver was paying the bill and the bodyguards had let their guard down, Queena slipped away with Yvonne and escaped from the hospital.
Yvonne was driving a black Toyota with fake license plates, heading straight for the airport.

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