"Why are you still here?"
"Hey—Dad!"
Yvonne saw the man standing at the door like a ghost.
She hurriedly rushed down and explained.
"Well, he's left something here. Don't worry!" Her father had just agreed to their relationship, so they couldn't make any mistakes.
Meanwhile, Zachary was frowning.
She said that Frank wanted to hit her, so he barged in. Seeing Frank so excited, he thought it seemed true.
"Mr. Taylor, I think..."
"We don't care! Take your things and leave. My dad is in a good mood today. He didn't scold me and even agreed to our relationship. Just go back!"
Having looked gloomy, he frowned slightly after hearing her words.
"Agree?"
"I never said that!" Frank protested. "I didn't say I agreed."
"Anyway, that's pretty much what you meant," Yvonne said, and then she stuffed a lump of something into his hand.
"Take them and go home! It's late!"
Only then did Zachary realize that he had been fooled by the little girl.
