CHAPTER 300 A SPY WITHIN THE LANCASTERS

Yvonne stretched her back before explaining, "I plan t o let both of them fight for control over the Conrads, then..."

"Hold on!" Sue made an action to interrupt Yvonne. "I get what you're saying, madam. You're planning to strike them when the time's right, am I correct?"

Yvonne smiled but did not answer.

Sue rolled her eyes. "This won't do madam. Even if the person did not lie to you about Jacqueline having a sister, she's Jacqueline's family. Would they really fight against each other instead of loving one another?"

Yvonne disagreed and said, "If I were Dominic's legitimate daughter, I would fight and reclaim everything I deserve instead of loving my sister if I found out that she and her mother are the reason why my mother's dead."

"That may be true, but you're not Dominic Conrad's daughter madam,” said Sue as she patted Yvonne's head with a smile.

Yvonne snorted, "I do not wish to be his daughter either."

"Exactly madam. So you should go get washed now and not think of any weird ideas," said Sue as she laughed and went back to the kitchen to work.

However, Yvonne had not given up just yet.

She wanted to get her revenge-she wanted it so desperately that when Dominic was still in prison, she thought of what she would do to Jacqueline. But her thirst for revenge was not as serious as it was now.

Now that Dominic had been rescued, her efforts for revenge were all in vain, there even was the possibility that Dominic would have his revenge against her even. In that case, there was no need for her to go easy on Jacqueline anymore.

What's more, this was no longer a grudge between herself, Dominic, and Jacqueline. The grudge escalated to be between three families with the Conrads allying themselves with an unknown enemy, swearing to bring the Lancasters to the ground.

Yvonne assumed that Henry would not go easy on the Conrads any longer and wanted to be of assistance to him.

"Elliot..." muttered Yvonne suddenly.

Since it was Elliot who had told her that Jacqueline had a sister, he must have some crucial information within his grapes.

It seemed like there was a need for Yvonne to look for an opportunity to meet Elliot and ask him in person.

As she thought of this, Yvonne finished off her glass o f water in one gulp and headed upstairs.

Henry returned home late as usual. His eyebrows were furrowed, and he looked exhausted.

Yvonne took the briefcase from his hands. "Are you tired?”

Henry pinched his nose bridge, his voice croaky as he said, "There's a spy in the company."

"What?" Yvonne was shocked. "A spy?”

Henry nodded his head.

"Why would there be a spy in the company? Is everything alright?" asked Yvonne.

"The company's doing fine at the moment, but the spy stole some confidential information. Our enemies may use this information against us in the future,” said Henry in a deep tone, his deep eyes filled with coldness.

Yvonne had not expected something like this to happen and was nervous. "Has the spy been caught?"

"No, they got away, but I know who it is." Henry shut his eyes from exhaustion.

Yvonne looked at him and moved to stand behind him and began to massage his shoulders.

Henry was slightly surprised as he turned and gazed a t her.

Yvonne lowered her head to meet his gaze." Something wrong?"

Henry grinned. "It's nothing, can you massage harder?"

"Is this better?" Yvonne increased her force as she massaged him.

Henry closed his eyes comfortably. "Not bad.”

Yvonne smiled and used all the strength she had." Was the spy acting under the old man's orders?"

Henry pursed his lips as he answered, "It's likely. Our men weren’t able to find the spy when he fled. Aside from being hidden away, I can’t think of any other possibilities.”

"So what will happen to the confidential information that was stolen?" Yvonne was worried. Content is © by .

Henry raised a hand and placed it on his forehead." I've asked Joe and the others to come up with some new confidential information to replace the ones that were stolen. I only hope the ones who stole it won't use it against us too soon. However, it won't matter too much anyway since the information won’t be enough t o end us."

"But it would still be able to deal some damage to the Lancasters right?” Yvonne assumed.

Henry pursed his lips and kept quiet.

Yvonne took his silence as a yes and secretly sighed." Henry..."

"Alright now, this is my problem, you shouldn't worry about it. I heard from Joe that you saw Liam with Jacqueline on the way back?" Henry abruptly changed the topic, clearly not wanting to discuss work any

longer.

Yvonne looked at his dark forehead and couldn't help but play along. "I did, they were arguing by the streets. Strange. Isn't Jacqueline in love with Liam? Why would they be arguing?"

"Liam's getting engaged." Henry’s words shocked Yvonne.

Yvonne stopped massaging Henry. "Is he getting engaged to Jacqueline?"

"Would they be arguing if he was?" Henry snorted.

Yvonne paused and found it plausible. "Who would it b e with then?"

She was very curious.

Henry opened his eyes. "A known model."

"A model... I suppose Jacqueline wouldn't be too happy about that." Yvonne pursed her lips as she thought of something.

Yvonne had tasted first-hand how obsessive Jaqueline could be of her belongings.

Even if she did not love Henry, she would not allow any other woman to go near him. The same could be applied to Liam.

"Who knows? It has got nothing to do with me anyway. Also, he's not here in Vancouver for Jacqueline, it's for a fashion show that’s being held here." Henry waved his hands to let Yvonne know she could stop massaging him.

Yvonne let go of his shoulders and moved to sit with him on the sofa. "A fashion show... Isn’t he a jewel designer?"

"The show's motive is luxurious dinner dresses. Some accessories are needed to match the exhibits and he’s the designer in charge," explained Henry.

Yvonne looked at him through the edge of her eyes." How can you be so clear about Liam's actions?"

"Didn't you say you love fashion design? While I was monitoring Jacqueline, I took the opportunity and learned more about the show which just so happens t o be in three days' time. Do you want to go?" Henry picked up his briefcase and flashed out two tickets at Yvonne.

Yvonne ogled her eyes as she saw the tickets. She would like to look at them forever if she could.

Henry raised an eyebrow as he saw Yvonne in a dazed state-he felt somewhat strange.

Did she have to react so strongly because of two tickets?

She always said that she loved him, but he never saw her look at him that way before!

Henry's face darkened as he thought of this. He suddenly regretted ordering Joe to get those tickets.

He even thought of tearing off those tickets right at that moment.

"I do!" Yvonne wasn't aware of what Henry was thinking about at that moment and replied boldly as soon as she came around. She snatched the tickets and said, “Thank you, Henry."

She had been wondering when she would have the chance to attend a fashion show.

However, her thoughts were dashed when she saw the price of the entry tickets and her ever- thinning purse.

She did not expect that Henry would grant her wish and was elated.

"Thank you?" Henry raised an eyebrow. "This is one of the grandest fashion shows. Do you think a simple thank you would suffice?"

Yvonne’s smile froze as she turned her gaze from on the tickets to his face. "W-what... What do you want m e to do then?"

Henry pointed at his cheek.

Yvonne understood what he meant and gave a sigh of relief.

So he was only asking for a kiss. She had thought that he was about to ask her for that again.

It seemed like Henry was worried about her injuries, hence the request for just a kiss.

Thinking of this, Yvonne took a deep breath and slowly stuck out her lips and kissed Henry squarely o n the cheeks.

When she was done, she immediately shrank back to her original position and asked, "Is that enough?"