Yvonne shook her head and asked, "What about you? Are you hurt?"


    "Just some scrapes. I just got them treated in outpatient care." Sandra held up her arm, revealing a cleaned abrasion wrapped in white gauze.


    "Yvonne, if this ever happens again, don''t save me. I''ve lived with the guilt of the first Yvonne''s death for so long; it''s a burden I''ll carry for the rest of my life. I can''t let you be the next one."


    Sandra reached out with her bandaged hand and gripped Yvonne''s tightly, her expression earnest and solemn.


    Yvonne was quiet for a moment before shaking her head. "Sandra," she said suddenly, "I think there''s more to Yvonne''s death than we know. It might not have been because her cover was blown while saving you."


    "What?" Sandra looked at her, confused.


    Yvonne couldn''t reveal she had been reborn, so she imed she had overheard it while captured.


    "That man with Oscar, the one named Dannis, he''s the one who killed Yvonne. He works for Oscar, but your investigation at the time never led you to the Rogers family. So, there must be something else behind Yvonne''s death."


    Sandra was silent for a long time after hearing this. Finally, she said, "Regardless of the circumstances, they''ve been arrested now. We''ve gotten justice for Vonnie."


    After leaving the hospital, Yvonne and Sandra went to the police station.


    Given the scale of the previous night''s shootout, both Yvonne and Sandra, as a victim and a witness, had to give official statements.


    As they were leaving the station, they saw Ynda stepping out of Bet''s ck Mercedes. Bet''s aide, Simon, was with her.


    "This way, Ms. Walker," Simon said, his tone polite and respectful.


    As Bet''s fiancée, Ynda was handling all the follow-up matters for the case on his behalf.


    Holding the hem of her dress with one hand, Ynda ascended the steps and came face-to-face with Yvonne.


    Ynda looked up at Yvonne, her expression a mask of displeasure and resentment.


    With Bet injured, their engagement party had to be


    postponed, and Ynda felt


    tightness in her chest that made


    hard to breathe.


    "Ms. Walker." Yvonne nodded politely and continued down the steps. Just as she was about to pass Ynda, the other woman spoke.


    "Yvonne!"


    Yvonne instinctively stopped and turned to look at Ynda, her eyes questioning.


    Ynda stood on the top step, looking down at her with her usual arrogance and disdain.


    ??..


    "This is the second time Bet has saved you. don''t care what sordid business you two have between you, but a person should know their ce Someone of your background could never marry into the Thompson family. And don''t even think about being his mistress. I don''t tolerate that sort of thing."


    Yvonne couldn''t help but frown. "In this day and age, I thought everyone was equal. How is it that you, Ms. Walker, still see the world in terms of high and low birth? Even your father calls himself a public servant. It''s funny that his daughter seems to believe some people are born noble while the rest of us are b?rn


    Yvonne then held up her phone. "Should I share what Ms. Walker just said with the public..."


    Before she could finish, Ynda panicked and lunged for the phone.


    As a pampered socialite, Ynda was no match for Yvonne in a physical confrontation.


    Seeing this, Simon had to step in and intervene.