CHAPTER 320 ELLIOT WANTS THAT LAND TOO

Yvonne blinked in a daze. She didn't listen to the rest o f his words, but she could hear a few words clearly.

That was...

"The First Lady?" She looked at Henry blankly.

Henry said, "Yes, listen carefully. You're the First Lady of tonight's business alliance and you're supported by me and the whole Lancaster family. This should be your pride and confidence, and you shouldn't feel nervous or fearful.”

"Henry..." Yvonne looked at his deep and bright eyes. A t that moment, she suddenly felt powerful.

The force dispelled the tension in her heart, leaving strong confidence surging through her.

She took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and smiled, "I got it. Let’s go in, Henry."

After she spoke, she took the initiative to step into the hall before Henry.

He was right. Behind her stood the entire Lancaster family. To compare family backgrounds, most of the people in the hall were not better than her. What could she be nervous about?

Furthermore, she liked the title of First Lady a lot.

In that case, she couldn't discredit the name.

Henry didn’t make any moves but stared at Yvonne’s back with his dark eyes. He raised his eyebrows when he saw her depressed aura suddenly turn confident.

This woman wasn't bad after all. She got the whole idea with just a hint and she made a lot of progress.

After thinking about it, Henry’s lips hooked slightly. H e lifted his feet and walked into the hall.

Yvonne stood in front of the wine tower in the hall. When she saw him coming, she quickly stepped forward. "What took you so long?"

"What’s wrong?" Henry held a glass of red wine.

Yvonne pouted her lips. “Mr. and Mrs. Carter came to say hello and they asked me about you but you were not here."

"I see," Henry responded while swirling his red wine.

Yvonne's mouth twitched slightly. "What do you mean by 'I see'?"

"Nothing much. I'll greet Mr. Carter later. Let me take you to meet the rest now," Henry said while putting his wine glass down, signaling her to take his arm.

Yvonne didn't hesitate. She obediently took him on and walked through the crowd with him in the hall.

After one round, Yvonne held a thick stack of business cards in her hand and she felt dizzy.

She managed to remember a few of the big shots’ names that she met in the beginning. But as she met more people, she couldn't even recognize these people and she was completely confused.

"Henry, I really admire you," Yvonne took a breath and said with a wry smile.

Henry took a sip of his wine. "What is it that you admire?"

"Of course I admire you with these people. It’s amazing that you can remember each and every one o f them clearly," Yvonne exclaimed.

Henry said, "The people that I've introduced to you to have business dealings with the Lancaster family. Of course, I remember them. Alright then, I'm taking you t o meet the last person. After this, you can rest in the lounge for a while."

"What about you then?" Yvonne's eyes lit up when she heard that she could rest.

Henry took a look at his watch. "This is a business alliance. I’ll have to talk to them."

"Alright then. I understand." Yvonne nodded. Content is © by .

Henry exchanged for a new glass of red wine and took her to the other side of the hall.

It was a resting area where several people were sitting.

When Henry took her over, almost everyone stood up and greeted Henry.

After Henry responded coldly, he stopped in front of the man in the middle. "Mr. Wright."

The middle-aged man who was known as Mr. Wright stood up and replied with a smile, "Oh, it's Mr. Lancaster. How are you?"

The man stretched out his hand towards Henry.

Henry glanced at him and held out his hand for a handshake. "Hello, Mr. Wright."

"Why are you here to see me, Mr. Lancaster?" Mr. Wright picked up two glasses of red wine and handed one to Henry.

Henry took the wine glass and held it in his hand with no intention of drinking it. "I'm here to discuss something with you."

"Oh?” Mr. Wright raised his eyebrows surprisingly. "To discuss something?"

"That's right. I heard that the land on the North Shore belongs to you, am I right?" Henry and Yvonne sat down. While sitting down, he carefully held the shawl on her shoulders to prevent it from falling down.

Mr. Wright noticed Henry's gentle gesture and his eyes opened wide in surprise. "Mr. Lancaster, this is..."

"She’s my wife," Henry replied lightly.

Yvonne calmed her pounding heart and smiled at Mr. Wright in a distant but polite manner. "Hello Mr.

Wright. I'm Henry's wife and my name is Frey." 1

Although she had heard him introducing her to a lot o f people this evening, she was very excited to hear

him say, 'She's my wife,' every single time.

"Wife?" Mr. Wright looked at Yvonne in amazement. It was hard to believe that this woman, whose appearance was not very outstanding in the circle turned out to be the granddaughter-in-law of the Lancaster family.

At first, he thought she was Henry’s little sweetheart.

He didn't expect that she was his wife. Luckily, he didn't say anything wrong, otherwise, he would've offended Henry.

Thinking of this, Mr. Wright was frightened and he was a little embarrassed. He quickly got up to pour a glass of wine to Yvonne. "It turns out that Miss Frey is Mr. Lancaster's wife. Nice to meet you."

"Don’t mention it, Mr. Wright," Yvonne said politely while reaching out to take the wine glass.

Of course, she only managed to hold the wine glass for a few seconds before Henry took the wine glass away. Henry said coldly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wright. She can’t drink."

"Is that so?" Mr. Wright was taken aback and he smiled indifferently. "It’s alright if she can't drink. We'll get fruit juice for her."

Then, he asked the waiter to get a glass of fruit juice for Yvonne.

Henry put down the wine glass that he took from

Yvonne. "Then I'll thank Mr. Wright on her behalf."

"There’s nothing to be thankful for. It’s what I should d o. Both Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster are very loving." Mr. Wright looked at both of them, but his eyes were locked on Yvonne.

He was very curious as to how such a seemingly ordinary woman won over Henry’s love.

And he never heard that Henry was married before this.

"What are you looking at?" Henry said with his cold voice suddenly and interrupted Mr. Wright's thoughts.

Mr. Wright quickly came to his senses and laughed, "M r. Lancaster, you worry too much. I'm not looking at anything. You're talking about the land on the North Shore, right?"

Henry hummed and said, "Yes, is Mr. Wright interested in selling it?"

Upon hearing this, Yvonne blinked her eyes in surprise.

It turned out that the piece of land actually belonged t o this man.

"It's for sale." Mr. Wright seemed to be in a dilemma. H e kept touching his wine glass and asked without answering Henry's question, "Mr. Lancaster, how do you know about that land?" 1

"I found it when I asked for someone to collect the land information," Henry explained casually.

Mr. Wright understood suddenly and said, "I see. I didn't even know that my land has become a hot item." "What do you mean?" Henry narrowed his eyes.

Mr. Wright smiled, "To be honest, Mr. Lancaster, other than you, there’s another person who recently asked m e if I was going to sell that land.”

"Another person?" Henry pursed his lips. "Who is it?"

Yvonne looked at Mr. Wright curiously too.

Mr. Wright took a sip of wine and answered, "You should know that person, Mr. Lancaster. He's Mr. Taylor from the Taylor Group."

"Elliot Taylor?" Henry was slightly surprised.

Mr. Wright nodded. "Yes, that's him. He asked me two days ago if I could sell the land to him to build a private estate. To be honest, the land was vacant for many years and I didn't know what to do with it. Now that he asked me about it, I’m considering selling it too."

"Such a coincidence," Yvonne said as she couldn't help speaking.