Chapter 675: 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—
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.
“Jasmine Yale, stop being stubborn, Sylvan Cheney has already met with a disaster. Even if he comes back this time with a miracle, being a disabled man, do you really want to be with him for the rest of your life?” Yolanda Fern advised softly, “Give Chale to me, and I can give you part of the inheritance.”
“Miss Yale, Chale is my son. Since Mr. Cheney has made the public testament, I can rightfully inherit it with Chale. Stop resisting,” Lilac Serval also chimed in from aside.
Lilac Serval was different from Yolanda Fern.
This woman appeared to be indifferent, totally expressionless.
She was leaning against a camphor tree, occasionally casting an arch look at Jasmine Yale, and sometimes she just put her hands in her pockets, acting as if nothing mattered.
Under her exquisite brows were ripple-less pupils, her lips red, teeth white, and her words were the most ruthless.
A gentle breeze occasionally stirred her wavy long hair.
Jasmine Yale knew she was powerless to resist.
Lilac Serval was Chale Cheney’s birth mother, and Sylvan’s public testament had legal binding power.
She just felt sorry for Sylvan Cheney.
Perhaps love could blind people so much that even someone as intelligent as him couldn’t see the real Lilac Serval.
Did he really spend three years to find her?
Pfft… Sylvan Cheney, you must have been out of your mind.
“We’ll see how it plays out. As long as there is no news from Mr. Cheney yet, I will not hand over Little Chale to you.” Determination was burning in Jasmine Yale’s eyes.
“Miss Yale.” Lilac Serval walked to Jasmine Yale’s side, “Is it necessary? Even if Mr. Cheney is still alive, the person he loves most is still me, isn’t it? Hand over Chale to me. As soon as I get what belongs to us, I’ll disappear forever, and then Chale is all yours. How’s that?”
“Do you deserve to be a mother?” Jasmine Yale’s eyes were reddened, struggling to control her emotions, “Your baby, don’t you have any love for him?”
Chale Cheney was so adorable, even she fell in love with him.
Lilac Serval carried Chale for ten months, and she didn’t have any affection for him?
This woman was undeserving of motherhood.
When she lost her baby, she was so devastated that she almost died. How could this woman be so calm?
“Are you in such need of money?” Jasmine Yale stared at Lilac Serval.
“Indeed, these few years I’ve spent a lot on medical treatments. It was only until Miss Fern found me and told me about the testament, that I realized I could get a sum of money,” Lilac Serval said indifferently.
“Then you can marry Mr. Cheney. He has been looking for you all these three years,” Jasmine Yale said, “And he is also very much in love with Chale’s mother.”
“I am not worthy of Mr. Cheney, nor do I want to marry into a wealthy family. I just want to get what’s mine,” Lilac Serval was exceptionally indifferent, “Moreover, now that Mr. Cheney’s life is hanging by a thread, why would I pin my hopes on him?”
Jasmine Yale was staring at Lilac Serval, disbelieving.