Olga gently patted Yolanda on the shoulder and said, "When I say my daughter, I mean Yoli. I'll formally
introduce her to everyone later."
Olivia's daughter, Jean Farley, was attracted by the dress Yolanda was wearing and couldn't help but ask, "Is your dress the latest LV?"
Yolanda nodded graciously, smiling at her, "And yours is Dior, right?"
Jean laughed, "You look very low–key, wearing designer clothing without any logos. I'm Jean, nice to meet you."
"I'm Yolanda, thank you for coming to my party."
Jean was surprised, "This party is for you?"
Where was Rosemary?
Actually, Jean was looking forward to seeing Rosemary because she really liked Rosemary's personality.
"Let's go in first." Attlee happily invited his friends in.
He had reserved eleven large tables in the lobby for tonight, a total of eighty–eight seats that could accommodate eighty–eight friends and relatives. He planned to publicly announce Yoli's identity in front of everyone.
