Chapter 198: Yvette Comes

The visitor wore a sleeveless, buttoned, rose-colored cheongsam embroidered with a subtle wonton flower pattern. She wore round, lustrous pearl earrings and a matching necklace, exuding an intimidating aura of elegance. She appeared to be just over fifty; the corners of her eyes revealed the passage of time, but good maintenance and the Larson family's naturally outstanding skin made her true age indiscernible. She must have been a stunning beauty in her youth.

“Miss,” Cedric quickly stood up, greeting her respectfully. The Larson family had only one young lady: Yvette! Michele Larson's mother, Gaven's only daughter, was also Mr. Larson's aunt. She was a person of great influence in Nemmington. After divorcing her husband in her early years, she gave birth to Michele and raised her alone.

Who would have known that Michele had poor judgment and ended up with a jerk like Neilson? Only after marriage did she realize he didn't love her much and was only with her to latch onto the Larson family. After they married, Neilson was unfaithful, secretly flirting with other women.

For this reason, Michele had been depressed and physically weak after becoming pregnant, ultimately leading to her death from a hemorrhage during a difficult childbirth. In her youth, Yvette had experienced a failed marriage, and in middle age, she suffered the ultimate pain of losing her only daughter. Her affection for Mr. Alfredo, Michele's only child, was a bone-deep pain.

Yvette wished she could pour all her love into Mr. Alfredo; she arguably loved him most in the Larson family. Yvette wasn't in the mood to greet her current visitor; her heart and eyes were filled with Alfredo. Her narrow eyes, similar to Calvin's, were fixed on the distinguished man.

“Calvin, where is Alfi? I heard from your grandfather that Alfi had a fall. What exactly happened?”

After asking, she waved her hand and furrowed her brows, saying, “Never mind, let’s not talk about this for now. Where is Alfi? I haven’t seen him.”

Every time Calvin saw her anxious, it was always about the little one. Only the darling of the Larson family could make the calm and composed Yvette so flustered.

“Alfi was having surgery.”

“Surgery?”

Yvette looked towards the end of the corridor. It wasn't the operating room, but a red light was still on, indicating surgery was in progress. Her heart clenched, and she asked with extreme worry, “The fall was that severe? Why didn’t you tell me? I could have brought a specialist from Nemmington. Melcester…”

She was upset. After all, Melcester was a second-tier city; its medical technology couldn't compare to Nemmington. What if they couldn't cure him, and he was left with complications? Every time she thought of the little one looking at his own left foot with a look of inferiority and loneliness, she felt unbearably heartbroken.

Frowning slightly, he said, “I really don’t trust the competence of the doctors here. How about I arrange for a plane, so that as soon as the surgery here is over, we can immediately take the patient back to Nemmington for treatment?”

Calvin raised an eyebrow, cutting her off directly, and told her with unusual confidence, “There’s no need.”

“If the ‘doctors’ here couldn’t cure Alfi’s leg, no one in Nemmington would have been able to either.”

Yvette looked stunned. “Did you say Melcester General Hospital?”

Was Melcester General Hospital that impressive? How come she hadn't heard that this hospital was very impressive?

Cedric, seeing that she was still uneasy, spoke up for Calvin: “Miss, you should trust Mr. Larson. Mr. Alfredo is Mr. Larson's nephew; Mr. Larson would never cheat Mr. Alfredo.”

This statement was indeed the truth. Yvette felt a bit relieved, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, looking at the operating room lights.