CHAPTER 311 SAM

"Your husband?" Sam squinted his eyes. "Miss Frey, may I have the liberty to ask who's your husband?"

"He’s the organizer of the business alliance this time, Henry Lancaster,” Yvonne replied.

She was simply proud of mentioning Henry’s identity.

Sam was surprised. Then, he let his guard down and chuckled, "So you're Mrs. Lancaster."

Yvonne was a little embarrassed when he called her Mrs. Lancaster. She touched the back of her neck and said shyly, "You don’t have to call me Mrs. Lancaster."

"Then I’ll just call you Miss Frey." Sam corrected himself immediately.

Yvonne hummed and asked, "Is Mr. Smith here to participate in the business alliance this time?"

"That's right.” Sam nodded, then pointed towards a direction. "Miss Frey, there’s a cafe in front. Let me buy you a cup of coffee to thank you for buying me the ticket.”

"Erm..." Yvonne hesitated.

Sam looked at her. "Don’t you want to?"

"Uh, no." Yvonne waved her hand. "Well, if you insist."

"Please." Sam made a pleading gesture.

Yvonne agreed and followed him to the cafe.

To be honest, she didn't want to have a coffee with him since they were not close. She wasn't expecting anything in return even if she bought a ticket for him. After all, it was just a few dollars.

But she couldn't reject him. She didn’t forget that Henry said the power of the Smith family was comparable to the Lancasters.

If her rejection made him unhappy, that would mean the Lancaster family was going to face another powerful enemy. To avoid this from happening, she could only agree to it.

When they reached the cafe, Sam pulled out a chair for Yvonne in a gentlemanly way.

Yvonne sat down a little stiffly.

"What would you like to drink?” Sam took the menu from the waiter and handed it to her.

Yvonne shook her head. "Any coffee will do."

"Cappuccino then. I know that females don't like the bitter taste, so this will suit you more," Sam recommended.

Yvonne hummed and said, "Sounds good. Thank you."

"You’re welcome," Sam smiled. After ordering a cup of Blue Mountain for himself, he returned the menu to the waiter.

After the waiter left, Yvonne took a sip of water on the table and started a topic. "Why are you at the subway station, Mr. Smith?"

Sam smiled bitterly and replied, "I came to the cemetery here to pay tribute to my elder. When I was about to leave, my car broke down and my phone ran out of battery. So I couldn't reach anyone."

"I see," Yvonne smiled awkwardly.

That was really unlucky of him.

"Speaking of this, I have to thank you, Miss Frey. If it weren't for you, I might still be struggling to buy a ticket. I’ve never come to Canada, so I didn’t expect the differences to be so huge. I'm so not used to it," Sam said. 1

His voice was very gentle and he had a friendly vibe. Although he was of noble status, he was not as cold as Henry where others were afraid to approach him.

Even though it was nerve-wracking to deal with him i n the first place, one would relax gradually.

That was exactly how Yvonne felt now. She continued, "Since Mr. Smith grew up overseas, it's normal that you can't adapt to it."

"You're right," Sam smiled and sipped the coffee which had just been served.

He took a sip, frowned slightly, then put down the coffee. Perhaps he was unsatisfied with the taste.

When Yvonne noticed this, her mouth twitched slightly and she didn't say anything.

This man was quite picky.

"Miss Frey." Sam looked at Yvonne.

Yvonne put down her coffee. "Yes?"

"You look like my sister," he said suddenly.

Yvonne was shocked. "Sister?"

"Yes." Sam nodded. holds this content.

Yvonne felt a little funny. "Stop joking around, Mr.

Smith. How can I..."

Her voice stopped abruptly. Her eyes widened and looked at the photo in disbelief with her face full of shock. "This..."

"Do you believe that I'm not joking now?" Sam smiled and closed his wallet.

Yvonne swallowed her saliva. She took a long time to gather her thoughts and calmed down. "Well..this is really unbelievable."

Yvonne and the girl in the photo just now had a 60-70 % resemblance, i

If the girl in the photo didn't have a mole on her eyebrows, she would have thought that it was her too.

"Yes, it’s really unbelievable. When I was buying the ticket just now, I was surprised to see you, Miss Frey. I thought I saw my sister." Sam stroked his wallet with a look of nostalgia in his eyes. 1

Yvonne looked at him and faintly guessed, "Your

sister, she..."

Sam put his wallet away and said lightly, "She passed away. She had heart disease since she was young and we couldn't find a suitable heart for transplant when she was twenty. So, she didn't make it." 3

Yvonne bit her lip. "Sorry, I shouldn't have asked."

"It's alright. It's been a long time and I'm actually quite happy to see you today," Sam smiled again.

His smile was really warm as if it was able to heal people.

Seeing his smile, Yvonne couldn't help but calm down.

"Your sister. What's her name?" Yvonne was interested in this girl who looked very alike to her.

Sam gently spat out the name, "Shannon."

"Shannon?" Yvonne was shocked again. After being shocked, she didn't know whether to cry or to laugh.

Seeing her like this, Sam couldn't help but wonder. " What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I just think that it's fate. I have double n in m y name too," Yvonne replied.

Sam was startled slightly and then he chuckled lightly, "That's really fate. If my sister were still alive, both of you might become best friends."

"Maybe." Yvonne rubbed the coffee cup. She felt sorry for this girl who looked similar to her with a similar name but died young.

Ring!

The mobile phone in the bag suddenly rang.

After excusing herself, Yvonne took her mobile phone out.

It was Lynette calling. She didn’t hesitate and answered the phone call immediately. "Hey, Lyn.”

"Yvonne, are you free?" Lynette's anxious voice entered her ear.

Yvonne quickly replied, "Yes, I’m free."

"That’s great. Can you lend me some money?" Lynette asked eagerly.

Yvonne agreed without even thinking. "Yes, but how much do you need?"

She didn't have much.

"I’m not sure how much yet for the time being. The hospital is calculating the fee for my father's surgery. I..."

"I got it. I'll come over and visit your parents too." Yvonne interrupted her.

Lynette said, "Okay. Be careful on your way here."

After hanging up the phone, Yvonne put her phone away and looked at the man opposite her embarrassedly. "Mr. Smith, I..."

"You may go if you’re busy. But can you leave your contact info?" Sam took his mobile phone out and

handed it to her.

Yvonne wanted to refuse in the first place. However, when she thought about his family, she gritted her teeth and agreed, "Okay."

She took the mobile phone, saved her number, and returned it to Sam. "Mr. Smith, I'll be going now."

"Okay, I’ll see you at the business alliance." Sam Smith nodded with a smile.

Yvonne waved to him and ran to the customer service desk quickly. She wanted to change her ticket destination to the hospital.

Two hours later, she arrived at the hospital.

Yvonne met up with Lynette. Her eyes were red and she had clearly cried.

"Yvonne, you're here." Lynette looked at Yvonne and forced a smile.

Yvonne responded and asked directly, "How much does your dad's surgery cost?"