CHAPTER 135 THEY DO NOT RESEMBLE EACH OTHER

Yvonne did not think that it was Mrs. Frey who came u p with that.

Moreover, Mrs. Frey adored Jason immensely. How would she be able to bear the fact that he was going to work? It was the same case with Mr. Frey.

So it was quite obvious who was the one who came up with the idea.

As expected, Mrs. Frey averted her gaze guiltily. She said nervously, "No, it was indeed my idea. Jason is grown up now, and he certainly cannot always stay at home.”

"Then why don’t you ask him to go and look for a simple job?" Yvonne became slightly impatient.

Mrs. Frey glared at her. "That's why I came to meet you. Jason told me that a manager can sit in the office all day long, and all they need to do is sign the documents and manage their subordinates. The job is rather easy. Why don't you mention it to my son-in-law and let Jason go and work there?”

"Mom, do you know how high the qualifications of the managers who work for the Lancaster Group are? Jason is not even qualified to be hired as an assistant. How could he sit in the office and sign documents? How can you make it seem so easy?" Yvonne sighed helplessly. 1

Mrs. Frey thought that she was lying. "From what I’ve seen on TV, it’s always like this. Now, you’re telling me that it's not easy to be a manager. Did you lie to me? Are you purposely prohibiting Jason from working at the Lancaster Group?” 1

Yvonne was angry now. "Am I that kind of person? If Jason is indeed capable, it's fine even if you ask me to beg Henry for the job. But Jason is incapable, and he's too arrogant. If anything bad happens, I'll be the one responsible for it.”

"You're his older sister. You should take responsibility for him," Mrs. Frey said irrationally.

Yvonne felt a tinge of sadness. "Yes, I'm his older sister. I should think on his behalf, but have you ever done that for me?”

"When did we not think on your behalf? If we didn't do that, why would you ever marry Henry?"

"I was the one who fought for it!" Yvonne shouted all o f a sudden.

Mrs. Frey was frightened by her. "Why did you shout a t me? I'm your mom. How dare you shout at me! How daring you are now!”

"That’s enough, Mrs. Frey!" Sue remained quiet all the time. Now, she could not bear it anymore. She stepped forward and shielded Yvonne from Mrs. Frey’s sight. She fixed her glance at Mrs. Frey ferociously. "You've said what you wanted to say now. Please leave."

"Leave? She hasn’t given me her promise yet." Mrs. Frey pointed at Yvonne, reluctant to leave.

Yvonne averted her gaze and pretended to not hear what she said.

Mrs. Frey was infuriated. "D*mn it! How dare you..."

"Mrs. Frey!" Sue interrupted her. "We knew your purpose in coming here now. I'll report it to Mr. Lancaster. So can you please leave now? If not, I'll have to ask the security guards to escort you out."

"I’ll leave now!" Mrs. Frey became disheartened and quickly compromised when she heard Sue mention the security guards.

"Please," Sue gestured to her with a cold face.

Mrs. Frey threw a stare at Yvonne secretly before she moved her plump body and left.

Before she left, she stopped walking as she was still worried about it. "Will you inform my son-in-law about it?"

"Don’t worry, Mrs. Frey. I’ll do it. But I'm not sure if Mr. Lancaster would agree to it," Sue said with a cold voice.

Mrs. Frey still could not bring herself to reconcile with that. For her, she wanted to achieve her aim since she had voiced it out in the first place.

But she did not have much confidence when she thought about Henry.

After Mrs. Frey left, Sue led Yvonne back to the villa.

Yvonne sat on the sofa and smiled bitterly. "Sue, I'm s o sorry. It's rather embarrassing for you to be involved in my family affairs.”

"I'm the one who should apologize to you. Madam, do you mind how I treated your mother?" Sue asked her i n an imploring tone. holds this content.

Yvonne shook her head. "No, I don't. I know how my mother is.”

"That’s good." Sue breathed a sigh of relief, and she could not help but look closely at Yvonne's face.

Yvonne became rather nervous, being stared at like that. She then touched her face. "Sue, is there something on my face?”

"No, I just feel that it's slightly strange.” Sue narrowed her eyes.

Yvonne was puzzled. "What is strange?”

"Your appearance. I find that your appearance does not resemble anyone from the Freys.” Sue said. 2

She had met everyone from the Freys. Although it was a while back, she still remembered their appearances distinctly. Besides, it was difficult to forget how mean and vicious they appeared.

Previously, she did not think of such things until she saw how Mrs. Frey treated Yvonne. She wondered whether Yvonne was Mrs. Frey’s daughter. It was her first response.

Then she observed Mrs. Frey's face just now. She found that Yvonne did not resemble Mrs. Frey much, including Mr. Frey and Jason. So she was slightly suspicious about it.

Yvonne was not as surprised as Sue thought she was when she heard that.

She even smiled slightly. "Yes, we don't resemble each other much. A lot of people told me that before.”

"A lot of people?" Sue was surprised.

Yvonne nodded. "Yes, the one thing I heard the most since I was young was that I don't resemble my parents in looks. I'm now used to it after hearing it so much.”

"I see." Sue raised her chin after she got the whole picture. She hesitated before she continued, "Madam, have you ever doubted whether you're their child or not?"

"Not their child?” Yvonne was stunned.

Sue replied seriously, "Yes, I never see any parents treat their children like how they treat you. So madam, why don’t you look into it?”

Yvonne became anxious. "I... I don't know."

A lot of people claimed that she did not resemble her parents, and they treated her badly too.

But she never thought about the possibility that they were not her biological parents.

She was unwilling to think about that too. But what Sue said gave her a new perspective, and it made her care about it unknowingly.

"Madam." Sue waved her hands in front of Yvonne when she saw that Yvonne had paled, and she was still in a daze.

Yvonne blinked her eyes and recovered herself. " What's wrong?"

"What are you thinking about?”

"I was thinking about what you told me just now."

Sue chuckled. "I was just raising a doubt. Madam, you don't have to dwell on it for that long."

"I know, but I still care about it deeply." Yvonne scratched her hair anxiously.

Sue hesitated for a short while. "Madam, why don’t you listen to me and investigate it secretly? Maybe my guess might turn out to be true."

"Let me think about it." Yvonne looked down with an indiscernible facial expression.

Sue knew that what she said might have been a great blow to Yvonne. Indeed, Yvonne needed time to calm herself down. So she went to the kitchen directly and called Henry, informing him what Mrs. Frey said just now.

After Henry listened to that, he soon felt disgusted by the Freys’ shamelessness.

"Where’s Yvonne?” he asked.

Sue turned around and looked toward the living room. "She's in the living room. Do you want to talk to her?"

"It’s unnecessary. Just tell me what she thought about it," Henry said calmly.

Sue smiled. "She was against it. She did not even promise the Freys that. But I think that the Freys will not give up easily, so I called to inform you about it."

"Alright. Let me handle this." After that, Henry hung u p the phone.

Sue did not know what he meant by that. She shook her head and put away her phone. Then, she went out with a bowl of recently stewed chicken soup.

"Madam."

Yvonne turned around. "Sue."

Sue realized that she did not appear well. She sighed." Are you still giving yourself a hard time about it?"

"Slightly." Yvonne gave a weak smile.

Sue touched Yvonne's hair slightly. "Don't think too much about it. I might have made a wrong guess.

Come, have some soup first."

Yvonne complied. When she got the bowl of soup from Sue, her facial expression changed drastically when she was just about to drink the soup. She retched once. Then she put the bowl down immediately and rushed toward the washroom.

"Madam, what's wrong with you?" Sue was nervous, and she rushed after Yvonne.