143: His Voice Is Different

YVONNE —

It was already six o'clock in the evening. Everything had happened, and it just went as planned. Honestly, I could not thank Amanda enough for bringing up this idea of cloning Conan.

I was in my room doing some research and going through the doctor's guide about the conversation I had with the visitor who visited me yesterday, whom I had promised to be of help to.

Further, I had given him a date to visit me with his wife for the treatment to take effect.

At first, he insisted and begged me to visit her in their city, promising to board a private jet for me and even provide me with security guards throughout my stay in his city, but I refused. I rejected his offer because I could not repeat a mistake continuously.

This was exactly how Conan was begging me then, and when I did, my concern was taken for granted, and I experienced hell from his hand. He even went as far as digging up the paternity of my children.

As the man named James Joseph realized that no amount o