CHAPTER 306 NOT YOUR SON-IN-LAW

Henry pursed his lips without saying anything.

To be honest, he was still unsatisfied.

Her tone of voice made it clear that she wasn't calling him her husband wholeheartedly, and that it was just t o complete a task.

However, looking at how nervous she was, he let it go.

Henry turned over to get out of bed. Then, he stood by the bed and sighed, "Sounds good. Say it more often next time."

"Huh?" Yvonne sat up.

Henry tidied up his wrinkled shirt. "Since you're not used to calling me your husband, then you should say i t more often so that you'll get used to it, right?"

The corner of Yvonne's mouth twitched.

So this was what he wanted.

"Alright. Let’s go." As soon as Henry was dressed, he walked towards the door.

Upon seeing this, Yvonne quickly put on the shoes that had fallen on the ground and followed him quickly.

After their meal, Henry went to the study room as usual.

Yvonne sat on the sofa in the living room, watching T V while knitting a scarf.

Sue came over with a glass of milk and gently placed i t in front of Yvonne. Then, she looked at the scarf in her hand.

"Madam, this style and color don't seem to suit you?" Sue couldn't help but lift one end of the scarf to have a closer look at it.

Yvonne smiled mysteriously, "Yeah. I’m not knitting it for myself."

“Not for you?" Sue was taken aback. Then, she thought of something and pointed upstairs. "So it's for..."

"Hush!” Yvonne hurriedly put a finger to Sue's mouth and hushed her again. "Lower your voice, Sue."

Sue understood and nodded with a smile. She lowered her voice. "I got it. Madam, that's very thoughtful of you."

Yvonne lowered her head in embarrassment. "I don't have much money, and I can’t buy any expensive gifts for him. So I have to put more effort and time into this. Hopefully, he won't dislike it."

"No way, madam. You made this on your own. How can sir dislike it?" Sue waved her hand and hinted to Yvonne not to worry.

Yvonne hummed and said, "Sue, don't you tell him that this scarf is his birthday gift. He thinks that I'm knitting it for myself."

"Don't worry, madam. I won't say it." Sue patted her chest and promised. This belongs to .

Yvonne turned her stiff neck to loosen up. "Thank you, Sue."

“There's nothing to be thanked for. You should continue knitting, madam. I'll send the tea to sir now," Sue said and went back to the kitchen.

Yvonne took a sip of the milk and continued knitting again.

Just after a few minutes of knitting, the phone on the coffee table suddenly rang.

Yvonne stopped knitting and shifted her eyes to her phone. The caller ID was constantly flashing 'Jason Frey' on her mobile screen.

"Why is he calling?" she couldn't help muttering and frowned. But, she didn't mean to pick up the phone.

Not only had she not forgotten the last slap, but she was also really scared now. She was worried that he would ask for money again.

After all, the Frey family never took the initiative to contact her other than asking for money from her.

It might be the same this time, but there was one thing she couldn't figure out. Henry had warned the Frey family to not contact her for money anymore. Otherwise, he would send Jason to jail. However, Jason was calling again. Was he really not afraid that Henry would send him to jail?

Thinking of this, Yvonne pursed her lips. She grabbed the phone, rejected the call, and switched it off.

In this way, Jason could no longer contact her.

She wouldn't hear Jason asking her for money, and Henry wouldn’t know that he had called either.

She considered this as saving him from another trouble.

"I hope you'll understand my good intentions." Yvonne’s mouth twitched, and she put her phone away to stop thinking about it. Then, she continued her knitting with peace of mind.

At half-past eleven, she stood up, moved her sore shoulder in a circular motion, and went upstairs to rest.

Henry didn't go to the office the next day. Instead, he brought Yvonne to the hotel under the Lancaster Group and taught her to decorate the venue for the business alliance meeting.

The preparation for the venue wasn’t just a simple decoration. Other than the decorations, it involved a lot of other aspects that needed attention.

She needed to pay attention to the wine selections, desserts, seating arrangements, and so on. Otherwise, mistakes could be made if she wasn't careful and it might offend the guests.

In order to not disgrace the Lancaster family and Henry, Yvonne was learning seriously.

She followed Henry with her pen and notebook to jot down almost every single word he said.

Seeing how hardworking she was, Henry didn't knock off her confidence either. Instead, he deliberately slowed down when he was talking so that she could keep up with him.

"That's about it. The other details will be handled by the hotel staff. They're all professional, you don't need to worry about it. You just have to remember what I've told you and don’t make a mistake," Henry said to Yvonne while pulling his tie.

His voice became a little hoarse after speaking too much.

Yvonne quickly fetched him a glass of water. "I know, I'll take care of it."

"Okay," Henry replied. He lifted his head and drank the water in the glass slowly.

As Yvonne watched him swallow the water, she felt attracted to him. For a while, she couldn’t help but be fascinated.

Henry noticed her gaze and lowered his head to look a t her. He realized that she was lost in her thoughts. He raised his brow slightly, then reached his hand out to flick her forehead. "What are you looking at?"

"You look good," Yvonne answered subconsciously.

The corners of Henry’s mouth lifted into a smirk. "Is that so? I'll let you see all you want tonight."

After Yvonne realized what he meant, her face immediately flushed. "You..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was suddenly interrupted by a phone call.

Yvonne looked towards Henry's pocket.

Henry frowned. He took his phone out and answered," Hello."

"Mr. Lancaster, we've moved them to the basement. When will you be coming?” Joe’s voice could be heard from the other end of the phone.

A dark light flashed across Henry's deep eyes. "Right away."

After he hung up the call, he put his phone away and looked at Yvonne. "You’ll stay here to familiarize yourself with the venue. There’s something I need to settle back at the office. I'll pick you up in the afternoon."

"Alright. You should get going now." Yvonne waved and said goodbye to him.

Henry hummed and left the hotel.

At the Lancaster Group’s parking lot.

Henry stopped his car. Joe walked over to open the door for him. "Mr. Lancaster."

"Lead the way," Henry said coldly.

Joe nodded slightly and made a gesture of invitation.

Henry followed Joe to the basement of the parking lot.

The basement was dark and cold, and it looked a little gloomy.

Mr. and Mrs. Frey were frightened in this kind of environment. Their faces were pale.

The moment they saw Henry, it was as if they were grasping at straws. They quickly reached out their hands, wanting to touch him.

Henry took a step back immediately, avoiding their hands that were in midair.

However, Mr. and Mrs. Frey didn't mind since all they were concerned about right now was whether they could get out of this eerie place.

"My son-in-law, are you here to save us?" Mrs. Frey looked at Henry excitedly.

Although Mr. Frey didn't speak, his eyes were exactly the same as Mrs. Frey's.

Henry's eyes swept over them coldly. He then sat down on the chair that Joe brought and slowly spat, "I was the one who requested them to bring the both of you here."