"It's nothing, I'm just worried that if Chairman Taylor really was the person who kidnapped your
brother, it would be obvious that he has a deep grudge against the Lancasters. If so, you need to be
extremely cautious. Iâm worried he will harm you," nagged Yvonne worriedly.
Henry's heart softened as he reached out to caress her hair and said in a gentle voice, "I
understand.â
"So when will you be back?" asked Yvonne.
Henry turned to look at Joe.
Joe immediately opened up Henryâs itinerary on his phone. "Mr. Lancaster has an important
meeting in the afternoon two days from now. He will be back early in the morning on that day."
"Two days..." Yvonne raised an eyebrow. "That would mean you wouldn't be able to attend Mom
and Dad's death anniversary?"
"That's right, you'll go in my stead."
"But what should I tell Grandpa? Should I tell him the truth?" Yvonne blinked.
Henry thought deeply for a few seconds. "I will inform Grandpa myself, you don't have to worry
about that." "Alright." Yvonne nodded her head.
Henry spoke again, "Also, about Jacqueline, just send her away when she wakes up."
Yvonne pursed her lips. "What if she refuses to leave and does the same thing she did yesterday
again?â
"If she refuses to leave, give me a call. Iâll arrange for someone to take her away," replied Henry.
Yvonne shrugged her shoulders and said, "Remember what you just said. Don't go soft on me when
that actually happens."
"Am I so untrustworthy?" Henry squinted his eyes.
Yvonne replied in a calm voice, "Trust is built and actions speak louder than words. Seeing how you
worried you were last night..."
"I have my reasons for being worried for her. Didn't I tell you that last night?" Henry frowned.
Yvonne bit her lip and said, "But you didnât tell me the reason."
"So that's what you're still hung up on. I thought I told you that I canât tell you the reason now, didn't
I?" Henry's voice deepened.
Yvonne clenched her fist and glared at him, slightly unhappy. "You never tell me the exact reason in
detail, hence I have to blindly guess the answer every time. How should I trust you?"
Seeing that the atmosphere between the couple was turning awkward, Joe rubbed his nose and
stood up to break the awkwardness by coughing.
"Well then... Mr. Lancaster, you should hurry up and eat your breakfast. You're almost late for your
flight."
It was then that Yvonne remembered that Henry had a plane to catch. She looked at him, and her
lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but the words could not come out of her mouth. In
the end, she lowered her head and walked towards the dining room.
Henry knew that she was deliberately giving him a way out of their awkward situation. His face
calmed and felt apologetic immediately.
He paced towards her and grabbed onto her arm. "I'm sorry about what just happened."
"What are you sorry for?" Yvonne did not look at him and only had her eyes lowered to look at her
slippers.
Henry let go of her arm and used both his hands to hold up Yvonneâs head. "If you really want to
know the reason why I'm concerned about Jacqueline even though I don't love her anymore, I
promise that I will tell you everything after I come back from my trip."
A light of shock flashed through her eyes. "What made you come around?"
Henry put down his hands from her face. "Your words just reminded me that I need to be honest for
you to be able to trust me. So, I've come around."
Yvonne smiled. "Alright then, I'll wait for you to return home and tell me everything." "Ok." Henry
held her hand and said, "Let's eat."
As they finished, the couple walked hand-in-hand to the dining room.
After breakfast, Henry left the villa with Joe following behind him.
Yvonne stood by the villa's entrance to send him off. When his car was no longer visible, she
walked back into the living room with a heavy heart.
Sue brought out a honey drink for her. "Has sir left?"
"Yes," replied Yvonne as she received the cup.
Sue knew why Henry was going overseas and sighed." I really do hope that sir is able to bring back
young sir."
"That is going to be a difficult task," said Yvonne as he drank the honey water.
Sue looked at her, puzzled. "Why is that?"
Yvonne put down the cup and answered, "We've yet to confirm that Elliot really is Hayden
Lancaster. Even if he really is Hayden, he's been kidnapped by the Lancasters' enemy since
childhood, and he most likely has harbored a deep grudge against the Lancasters and wonât return
without a fuss."
"You're right." Sue nodded in agreement.
"Speaking of which, Elliot seems to live somewhere in the area as well." Yvonne rubbed her chin
and thought.
Sueâs eyes lit up. "Is that true madam?" "Yes, he did mention that to me previously." Yvonne nodded
confidently. "However, I'm unsure if he lives here permanently."
"That's fine, Iâll do some investigating when I have some time to see if I can be of help to sir," said
Sue.
Yvonne smiled. "Let's let Henry settle this on his own. I f we act carelessly, Elliot might find out that
we are up to something and it would be bad if that ruined Henry's plans."
"Would it be that serious?" Sue scratched her head.
Yvonne shrugged. "I'm not sure if it will be as serious a s I think, but I still think we shouldn't act
carelessly. W e had better discuss with Henry first before acting."
"Alright then. Well then madam, I'll head upstairs to see if sheâs awake," said Sue as she pointed at
the guest room.
Yvonne nodded. "Alright.â
"Ok, I'll head there now."
Sue headed upstairs, leaving Yvonne lying on the sofa alone as she continued watching television.
After a while, the sound of footsteps came from upstairs.
Yvonne turned her head. She thought that it was Sue coming down. However, it was Jacqueline
who was walking downstairs-she did not look happy at all.
"You're finally awake?" said Yvonne coldly as she turned off the television.
Jacqueline looked at her, her eyes filled with rage." Yvonne Frey, did you plan to make me wear
these?"
Jacqueline held up the dress she was wearing, her face filled with disgust.
Yvonne scanned her. She then burst out into laughter, unable to control herself.
Her laughter had turned into blatant sarcasm in Jacqueline's ears.
She gritted her teeth and walked towards Yvonne before asking, "What are you laughing at?"
"I think this getup suits you. Thatâs why Iâm laughing." Yvonne stroked her hair as she responded.
Jacqueline was enraged she began to shiver. "So it really was your idea. You deliberately gave me
these t o wear to ridicule me, am I right?"
"What makes you think that?" Yvonne blinked her eyes innocently at Jacqueline. "Why would you
label this as me ridiculing you? If I really wanted to ridicule you, do you think you would be walking
down in a dress or your birthday suit?"
Jacqueline stomped her feet on the ground angrily. " Yvonne Frey!"
"Why are you shouting?" Yvonne massaged her ears. "
Are you trying to see who has the louder voice?â
Her words had stunned Jacqueline.
She never expected that the once pitiful Yvonne would turn into such a strong enemy.
"Fine, I wonât argue with you about the dress Yvonne, but..."
"Thereâs no but, you will need to see if I agree to what you want to argue about. Also, who do you
think you are to argue with me? What gives you the right to do s o?"
Yvonne's cold voice interrupted Jacqueline before she could finish. She then looked at her in
disdain. "We've clothed you and provided shelter to you for the night, and not only did you not seem
grateful for our kindness, you spout out accusations that I have other motives. How shameless can
you be to your savior?â
'Guess the saying about how one should repay another's kindness is just a fairytale.'
Jacqueline's mother had behaved that way in the past, and now she was the same as well. The
apple didn't fall far from the tree as both of them had disgusted Yvonne all the same!
Would Dominic Conrad's first wife be turning in her grave if she knew about this?