Chapter 225

Yolanda glanced at the blond thug with an expression that showed she was completely unbothered. "Yolanda Henderson?" The blond thug hesitated for a moment, thinking the name sounded familiar. Then, suddenly, a memory flashed in his mind, and he pointed at Yolanda in shock. "You're Yolanda Henderson?" He took a closer look and scanned her from head to toe. Everything matched up with what he was told. In an instant, a cold sweat formed on his forehead. The blond thug worked for Blake, and Blake had once warned him that if they ever came across Yolanda, they were to treat her with more respect than even Blake himself. "Do you know me?" Yolanda asked, amused by his reaction. Just moments ago, this guy was acting all cocky, and now he looked like a deflated balloon. He kept his head down and desperately wanted to disappear into the clinic floor. "Ms… Ms. Henderson!" the blond thug stammered, no longer able to keep up his tough-guy act. Behind him, the others dropped their weapons,