Go Back and I Rule There novel Chapter 11

Yolanda’s voice was still a soft whisper. “I apologize on my mother’s behalf. Since you don’t want the money, then please stop following us around. You’re perfectly capable of supporting yourself. I’m just afraid my mother’s blunt nature might offend you again.”

Her words, so graceful and proper, earned nods of approval from the onlookers.

The crowd glanced from her to Rosalind, seeing a difference as stark as night and day. Yolanda was generous and kind, like an angel.

The other girl was petty and seemed manipulative.

The people trailing behind the old woman were all shaking their heads.

Seeing this, a faint smile touched Rosalind’s lips, her clear eyes seeming to see through everything.

Yolanda, however, avoided Rosalind’s gaze. For some reason, she was a little afraid of this new, unpredictable version of her. Was it because she’d been kicked out by the Yates family? Was she holding a grudge and planning revenge?

Just three months ago, she was timid and submissive, nothing like this.

Today, she was acting like a madwoman, daring to say anything.

Yolanda couldn't figure it out. The Yates family had raised her for over a decade; what more could she possibly want? Did she really think she could become the family's true daughter?

Impossible.

Beneath her guilt, Yolanda felt a flicker of contempt for Rosalind.

But she hid her disdain well, her voice remaining a gentle murmur.

“Yolanda is right,” the old woman chimed in with a smile. “In medical psychology, we learn about the psychological gap in adolescents, especially those from small towns. They become overly concerned with how others see them and often mistake kindness for malice.” The woman looked at Rosalind. “Young lady, since you’re in the big city now, you should let go of your resentment and take a good look at the world around you.”

Rosalind listened with amusement, then suddenly asked an unrelated question. “Are you the renowned Mrs. Gonzalez Sr., who claims she can cure any illness?”

Her face cycled through a series of colors before she finally stormed off toward the traffic light.

Before leaving, she shot Rosalind one last look—a cold, indescribable glare that promised a feud had just begun.

Rosalind wasn’t bothered. The Gonzalez family was nothing to her. Unscrupulous and shortsighted, they had no business practicing medicine.

Cure any illness? Taking on students left and right, turning the art of healing into a quest for fame and fortune, and training a host of incompetents.

Hmph… She hadn't made a public appearance, yet the Gonzalez family was already borrowing her achievements. It seemed her subordinates needed a shake-up.

The Yates family had orchestrated this whole scene for the old woman’s benefit. Seeing Rosalind offend even Mrs. Gonzalez Sr., Rachel, who was chasing after the old woman, could only laugh internally.

That damn brat had never been out of the city; she had no idea she was nothing without the Yates family. Offending the powerful elites of Sol like this? The day would come when she’d be on her knees, crying and begging them for help!