"Say it."

"Yes, Mr. Yeates." The butler, Sebastian Lee, stood aside respectfully.

At this moment, Baron had already re-dressed and was sitting on the living room sofa with his second leg crossed. In his hand was a tall glass with the lipstick left by Yolanda.

"Yolanda Taylor, female, 19 years old. A first-year undergraduate at Imperial University, she has now taken a year off from school, citing the reason for caring for her father in the hospital."

Baron's 'ghostly face' was really exuding a gloomy discontent.

"Mr. Yeates, I'm really sorry, it's my negligence at work." Sebastian was mortified. "I didn't expect that someone would dare to lie about their age in front of you."

When this happened, Sebastian should have directly expelled Yolanda.

But at this moment, she was sleeping on Baron's bed, so Sebastian was at a loss as to what to do.

In the bedroom, Yolanda was still drunk.

"There are lies, but it's not like there's much greed for money. Marry me, after all, for just a few million dollars in medical bills." He said faintly.

A few million dollars, in Baron's mouth, was a 'just' amount.

"Miss Taylor really doesn't want much." Sebastian said, "According to my investigation, those who intend to become your wife expect a bride price of at least 100 million in their hearts. Perhaps Miss Taylor didn't prepare enough before she got engaged."

Sebastian added, "Mr. Yeates, although you bought that hospital, the hospital is not aware of your relationship with Miss Taylor......"

A hint of alien color flashed in Baron's eyes.

The one lying in the hospital, with his just one thought, could rise from stranger to Baron's prospective father-in-law.

For Yolanda, a 'cheater', what to do, Sebastian needed his own master to make a clear statement.

"Inform the hospital ,do what they should do."

A very ungracious remark, but a renewal of life for Yolanda's father.

"Yes."

Sebastian retired and left the mundane affairs of the hospital to him, and Baron no longer had to ask.

He returned to the bedroom and frowned slightly as he looked at the woman in the bed who was drunk and sleeping again.

"You're so cheap."

The word 'return' actually hovered in his mind after he detailed her sleeping appearance for a long time.

Return or not?

19, it didn't fit the bill for him. The engagement would be meaningless if it could not be licensed.

Baron was silent, seeming to be thinking.

Not knowing whether it was random or intentional, he sat down on the edge of the bed and got closer to Yolanda.

Yolanda, who was sleeping, instead reached out and wrapped her arms around Baron's arm that was standing on the bed. It was like finding a cuddle and she was sleeping better.

"It's only a year away anyway......" Baron suddenly muttered to himself.

"Huh?"

The nineteen-year-old girl, who was sleeping, grunted along, but did not wake up after all.

The next day, Yolanda, who had slept well, finally awoke.

Next to the bed were the clothes she'd worn to Baron's house, washed and dried, but the bedroom was empty.

After dressing and washing up, she arrived in the living room, only to see the long-awaited butler, Sebastian.

"Miss Taylor, breakfast is ready for you, enjoy it." Sebastian laughed.

However, Yolanda was a bit nervous.

What's going on now? How come Baron was nowhere to be seen?

"I...." she wanted to ask, but didn't know how to say it.

Sebastian naturally guessed her thoughts and relieved her, "Please rest assured, Miss Taylor, the hospital has arranged the best expert team to take care of your father's condition."

"The...the best?" Yolanda was surprised: "Thank you!"

"Why thank me? This is all accounted for by Mr. Yeates himself." Sebastian laughed.

The old butler was well versed in personnel and knew very well how to defend his master, not to mention not to take credit with him.