It's no one else.
It was precisely Yolanda Bardot, who had recently been revived by Uncle Edbert.
"It's really her." Isabella Lindsey's cold lips curled slightly.
As if she had already guessed who was impersonating Ruth Upperton in her heart.
"Edbert Walker's foster mother?" Julian Johnson had a vague impression of this woman.
"Yes."
Isabella nodded with an indifferent face, "I didn't expect that after waking up, she would still get involved in this mess."
"It seems she is deeply poisoned." Julian curled his lips evilly.
"Beyond saving."
Isabella showed no pity, her cold eyes trembling slightly, "Suddenly I feel a bit sorry for Uncle Edbert. I want to go see him."
"I'll go with you." Julian sweetly wrapped her slender shoulders.
"Then who will monitor her at home?"
Isabella asked, then answered herself, "You can still check on her situation anytime, anywhere, right?"
"Of course, as long as I want to." Julian was inscrutable.
"...."
"Bang."
A crisp sound.
