CHAPTER 115 BROTHER-IN-LAW, SOME MONEY PLEASE

"Madam, who is it?" Sue peered at her screen curiously.

Yvonne forced a smile. "My younger brother.”

"He won’t be asking you for money by calling at this time, will he? Madam, you mustn't give in," Sue advised.

Yvonne nodded. "Don’t worry, I know what I should d o."

Since she found out that Jason was asking her for money to gamble, she was determined not to give him a single cent. If something else did happen, however, that would be a different case.

Yvonne picked up the call. "Ja...”

Before she could finish her word, Jason was already growling from the other end. "Yvonne Frey, why are you so slow to pick up my call!"

Yvonne frowned. "Jason, were you fed explosives?"

"Humph, whatever. I called to ask, did you tell Mom that I'm not supposed to ask money from you anymore?" Jason questioned furiously.

Yvonne gripped her phone tight. "I did."

"You b*tch!” Jason cursed.

Yvonne was equally infuriated, her chest heaving. "B* tch? Jason Frey, I'm your older sister. How could you call me that?"

"That's nothing. Older sister? Is this how you are as m y sister? Other older sisters can't wait to give their brothers everything good, but what about you? Not only aren't you doing so, but you also went

back home and threatened Mom, saying that you'll send me to jail if I keep asking you for money!”

"I..." Yvonne was at a loss for words. She was aggrieved at the same time. "I didn't threaten Mom. I’m only saying the truth. If you get caught for gambling, you will be sent to jail. I said that in hopes that Mom will keep her eyes on you and stop you from gambling!"

"Pft, I think you're just heavy-hearted to give me money," Jason spat.

Yvonne was close to tears from her anger. "Jason, do you even have a heart? Can't you see that I'm doing this for your own good!"

"I don't need your so-called kindness." Jason sneered." If you really take me as your younger brother, you shouldn't have told Mom. You should be giving me money unconditionally!"

"Money, money, money - all you know if money. Is it more important than going to jail!" Yvonne shouted at him.

When Sue saw that Yvonne had lost her cool, she briskly went upstairs for Henry.

Yvonne did not realize that Sue was gone as she held onto her stomach with pain etched on her face, preoccupied with her stomach ache from being too angry at Jason. "Jason, be good for once. I'm your sister, I won't wish harm upon you!"

"But you're not giving me money. There's no difference from putting me in harm's way!" Jason taunted.

Yvonne bit her lips. "Not giving you money is putting you in harm’s way? Jason Frey, since when did you see only money?"

"I’ve always only seen money. Yvonne, do you think that I want to go gambling? It's all your fault that I gamble!"

"Me?" Yvonne's eyes bulged from the astonishment. Why was it now her fault?

"Of course it’s you. Do I have to gamble if you gave me enough money?" Jason mocked.

Yvonne nearly passed out from the added fury. "All you're saying is that you're basically blaming me for not giving you money, isn’t it?"

The scoff that came from Jason was his acknowledgment.

Yvonne was both saddened and enraged. "Jason, how many times do I have to tell you that I have none! How am I supposed to give you any?" "Yvonne Frey, it's not that you have no money. You just don't have the capability to capture my brother-in-law’s fancy. If you’re the least bit competent, the money that Henry so much flicks away is enough for me. What did you do though? You got married for three years and you're still just as useless!" Jason derided.

Yvonne’s stomach ache grew worse that she was breaking out in cold sweat. "Well, sorry that I didn't snag your brother-in-law's heart!” she said coldly.

Not only did Jason not discern her wrath, but he rubbed salt into her wound as he gibed at her, "Good that you know it. Will Henry not give you any money if he likes you? Will I have to resort to gambling? Everything is because of your failure!" i

Yvonne felt like she was at a tipping point. "So you’re calling me tonight to reproach me?"

"If you didn’t tell Mom what you did, would I have to call you? You're the one who did me wrong anyway," Jason scoffed.

Yvonne closed her eyes in resignation. "So what do you want me to do?"

"Give me money!"

"So you can keep gambling?"

"As long as you keep giving me money, why would I continue gambling? I'm just trying to make a little extra from gambling," Jason countered albeit a little unconvincingly.

Yvonne could hear that he was straight-up lying. Disappointment seeped through her. "I told you, I have no money."

“Then ask for it from Henry. Even when he doesn't like you, you're still his wife. As long as you’re thick-skinned enough to ask for it, I don't think he won't give you none.” Jason talked matter-of- factly.

There were dots of black clouding Yvonne's vision from how furious she was. Just as she was about to lash out, a big hand swooped out of the blue and took her phone away.

"Who?" Her gaze followed the hand.

Henry put up a hand at her to signal her to keep quiet.

Looking at the man who suddenly appeared, Yvonne’s lips formed a pout as she cried, "Henry, Jason, he..."

"Keep it down first.” Henry pressed a hand on her head.

The warmth of his palm went to Yvonne's heart through her scalp. It was laced with a comforting strength that promptly soothed her raging emotions. Content is © by .

"Okay, I'll keep quiet." She quickly wiped her tears as she stopped crying and kept mum.

Seeing that she was being so obedient, Henry softly removed his hand and put the phone next to his ear, swiftly greeted by Jason's furious bellow. "Yvonne Frey, are you deaf! Why are you ignoring

me when I'm talking to you!"

"Jason Frey!” Henry called out coldly with a scowl.

Jason was stunned. "Who are you?"

“Henry Lancaster," Henry uttered slowly.

Jason felt his heart lurch as he stuttered. "Bro -brother-in-law?"

Why was it him? Damn it, Yvonne, she did not even inform him when she passed the phone to Henry!

Jason inwardly broke out in curses at Yvonne.

Although Henry could not hear what Jason was thinking, he heard the noise of the latter gritting his teeth and guessed that he had nothing good to say.

"Is this how you usually talk to your sister?" asked Henry coldly.

Jason let out an awkward chuckle. "No way, Henry. I'm usually very nice to my sis. Today is just... I'm just i n a bad mood..."

"Your sister is not your venting channel even if you're i n a bad mood." Henry narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, yes, you're right, Henry," Jason pandered.

There was a disgusted glower from Henry before he asked, “You’re calling your sister for money?”

"Yes, but she isn’t giving me any," Jason answered and thought of something else with a roll of eyes." Henry, can you give me some money?" "No." Henry rejected him directly.

Jason was agitated. "Why? I'm your brother-in-law." "I've never acknowledged the Freys to be my relatives,” Henry answered breezily.

Jason's mouth gaped, finding no comeback.

With Henry's capability, no one would bat an eye if he refused to see the Freys as his relatives. 1

Jason was quick to give in. "Henry, don't be like this. I’m Yvonne’s younger brother after all. Just give me something..."

"Are you sure you want money?” There was an icy smirk on Henry’s face.