Entangled with My Cousin's Fiancé
Chapter 216 Are You My Mother?

Chapter 216: Chapter 216 Are You My Mother?

The next morning, Yolanda went to the Tala headquarters.

The place was exquisitely beautiful, brimming with a sense of design, and filled with fashion gurus, fully displaying the prowess of the fashion design capital.

The person responsible for receiving Yolanda was also Chinese, named Leah Diaz, who was slightly taller than Yolanda, with pretty flaxen short hair and seemed very cheerful.

"Welcome, welcome, Miss Yolanda, I have always been your fan." Leah gave Yolanda a big hug as soon as they met.

Yolanda was pleasantly surprised, "A fan?"

Leah nodded, "Yes, those artworks of yours, especially ’The Island,’ I really love them."

Yolanda paused, Leah was referring to those pieces that Melissa had plagiarized from her; she hadn’t expected that people at Tala headquarters would know about them.

She smiled lightly, "Thank you."

"You’re welcome, you truly deserve it, unlike some people..." Leah pursed her lips, "They are thieves."

She whispered in Yolanda’s ear, "I never liked Melissa, you did a beautiful thing."

"Thank you for believing in me, it’s just too bad the judges of the Muse award didn’t agree," Yolanda tugged at the corners of her mouth, "Do you know Melissa?"

"Muse is all about taking money to get things done, Melissa spent five million, everyone here knows," Leah said disdainfully, "Yeah, we were friends for a while when she first came here."

She then mimed stabbing her own eyes, "I was blind back then."

So, it turned out that Melissa had settled the matter with money. Hearing this news made Yolanda feel a bit better.

She found herself liking Leah more and more.

After touring Tala, Yolanda then met with the president and the head designer, and finally, her day ended.

She was exhausted, it had been a long time since she had walked so much.

Tala had arranged accommodation for her, she would stay with Leah, rent-free for three months.

After leaving the company, the two went to the hotel to get their luggage, and then headed to their residence.

"We’re here, fourth floor." Leah stood at the bottom of the stairs, pointed upwards, and asked Yolanda with a smile, "You look quite tired, can you still move?"

"No problem." Yolanda tugged at the corners of her mouth.

The two of them went upstairs, one in front of the other. Yolanda was indeed tired and walked a bit slower.

As they passed the third floor, she saw the door of an apartment open, and a little girl, who looked about two or three years old and was also Chinese, stood behind the security gate. She was thin, with big eyes that looked particularly large.

Yolanda thought to rest for a bit and put down her luggage and walked over, "Hi little sister, how are you?"

"Are you my mommy?" the little girl asked timidly.

"Ah?" Yolanda quickly shook her head, "No, sweetie, are you looking for your mommy?"

"Yes." The little girl’s speech was unclear and hesitant, "My mommy is missing, daddy said that mommy looks like you."

Yolanda understood that the child’s mother must also be Chinese.

She looked behind the little girl, "Is your daddy home?"

"No, May is at home alone," the little girl lowered her head, looking somewhat sad.

Yolanda was slightly shocked, leaving a two- or three-year-old child alone at home, wasn’t that a bit careless?

She was about to ask something when Leah came back.

"Has May eaten?" Leah asked as if she knew her way around, clearly familiar with this little girl.

The little girl shook her head, her dirty little hands touching her belly, she was probably hungry.

"Wait here, auntie will bring you some food," Leah took the bag from Yolanda’s hand, "Let’s go upstairs first."

Little May was very well-behaved and immediately said goodbye to Yolanda.

"Goodbye, May." Yolanda felt a pained affection and followed Leah upstairs.

She curiously asked, "What’s going on? Why is that child alone at home? Don’t her parents care for her?"

"Who knows?" Leah opened the fridge looking for food, "I’ve never seen her mother, and her father sometimes is gone for days. It’s not easy for the child to survive, relying only on neighbors for help."

Yolanda frowned, "How can this be? She’s so young."

"Sigh!" Leah took out some milk and bread, "There’s no help for it, her parents must both be Chinese. Who knows how they got here—maybe they regretted having a child. The mother ran away, and the father clearly doesn’t want to care."

Realizing that Yolanda was quite concerned about the child, Leah then handed her the food, "Why don’t you go bring this to her?"

"Sure." Yolanda took the food, went downstairs, and saw Little May still waiting behind the security gate, evidently starving.

She opened the packaging and found a gap to pass the bread and milk through.

May immediately started eating heartily and while eating, she thanked Yolanda, "Thank you, auntie."

It was indeed heart-wrenching.

Yolanda watched for a while, then was about to stand up to leave when a man arrived.

The man was also dirty, unshaven, wearing a woolen hat, and looking very desolate.

He eyed Yolanda as he opened the door.

"Sir, hello," Yolanda pointed upstairs, "I live upstairs. I saw the little girl was hungry, so I brought her some food."

The man was expressionless, "Thanks."

After entering, he closed the door.

Inside the room, the man snatched the food from Little May’s hands and ate it greedily.

"Hungry?" he mumbled as he ate.

May nodded and then shook her head, "May not hungry, daddy eat."

"Heh..." the man scoffed, "If only your mom was half as sensible as you, it’s too bad she just left five hundred thousand and disappeared without a trace. Damn tiresome."

"Mommy will come back," May said while looking down, always unable to resist speaking well of the mother she’d never met.

This time, the man didn’t explode to correct her; instead, he simply coldly chuckled, "Yes, she will come back."

Little May found it odd and stealthily watched the man.

The man gobbled down the bread in just a few bites.

He got up, took out his phone, and sent a message to a number.

[You really dare to come back, when shall we meet?]

After a long while, the other side finally responded, [I can’t possibly meet you, you want five hundred thousand, right? I’ll send it as soon as I can!]

[You will meet me.] After sending the message, the man tossed his phone aside.

Upstairs, Leah heard that the man had come back and sighed several times.

"What’s wrong?" Yolanda felt something was amiss, "Her father came back, shouldn’t he be able to take care of her? Isn’t that good?"

"Take care?" Leah shook her head, "I guess that the bread and milk you just sent have already been eaten by the man, and Little May will have to go hungry again tonight."

Yolanda found it unbelievable, how could a father treat his own child like this?

She couldn’t just stand by and watch.