NovelTrueChapter 459
Harold didn't care about who he was. For a precious antique, he glared fiercely at Yolanda and grabbed Yolanda's
backpack with all his might.
If Yolanda was someone ordinary, her backpack would have been snatched away. Sadly, Harold overestimated
himself as he had underestimated Yolanda.
No matter how he tugged at Yolanda's backpack, the backpack still stayed firmly in Yolanda's hand, and it didn't
even budge at all.
"| can't give the martyr's relic to you." Yolanda turned back to look at the alleyway beside Caldwell's Antiques to
make sure the shadows were still watching.
This relic was a gift she was going to give to Jay. Of course, she couldn't give it to Harold.
She couldn't even lend it to Harold to take a look right now. Not at the current time.
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The shadows lurking were still watching the martyr's relic closely. If she lent it to him now, it would cause him to
lose his life over it.
Even if Yolanda didn't care for Harold and Diana, she wouldn't deliberately shove them into harm's way.
So, Yolanda was planning to leave first so she could lure the shadows who wanted to snatch the relic from her
out with her.
"What did you say? Say it again, | dare you." Yolanda's repeated disobedience toward Harold had caused his
temper to reach a fever pitch.
"If you don't givethe martyr's relic today, you don't have to cback to the Henderson residence anymore.
| won't acknowledge such an ungrateful daughter."
Harold thought that if he threatened Yolanda with throwing her out, she would obediently pass the relic to him.
He didn't expect Yolanda to pull her backpack completely out of his grasp with just a tug.
"I don't care what you think. | can't give you this martyr's relic. If you want, | can buy you other antiques worth
more than this relic."
"You bitch!" Harold's face was flushed as he glared at Yolanda. His face was contorted.
"You don't even want to givea martyr's relic and claim that you'll buysomething worth more? Do you
even have so much money? Stop your nonsense. Givethe martyr's relic now!"
Yolanda frowned. The murderous intent in the atmosphere was thickening. It was clear that they had spent too
much there. The shadows were getting impatient.
She ignored Harold and walked toward the outside of the old town.
"Yolanda!" Harold bellowed as he looked at Yolanda's disappearing figure. "Stay right there! If you dare move one
more step, I'll disown you publically in the newspaper tomorrow!"
Yolanda heard what Harold said and smiled coldly.
This was the familial love the original Yolanda craved for. So pathetic, so ridiculous.
If she continued to grow up in a family like this, she would never have gotten the love and care she wanted.
Yolanda didn't stop walking. She continued to make a beeline for the exit of the old town.
There were a lot of ways she could fulfill the original Yolanda's desires. She didn't have to stay at the
Hendersons, so Harold's threats didn't phase her. She would only think that Harold was a hypocrite for all the
things he had done.
"Yolanda! Yolanda!" As Yolanda made her way to the exit of the old town, she heard another voice calling out her
name.
She raised her head toward the voice to see Sharon coming toward her. "You're still here! That's great!"
Sharon was panting from running all the way from the parking lot. She rushed to settle what she had to do with
her family and rushed back to the old town.
She wanted to give Yolanda a surprise but when she saw her at the exit, she called out to Yolanda immediately.
She was worried that Yolanda was leaving, so she didn't care about surprising her anymore.
"Sharon?" Yolanda stopped in her tracks. She was surprised.
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