CHAPTER 358 THE FUNERAL

Sue nodded. "Frederick told her."

Henry went silent and his eyelids drooped as he was lost in his thoughts.

Sue looked at him, then at Yvonne, and finally asked the question she had been wanting to ask so badly for the past two days, "Sir, did you and Jacqueline really..."

Henry clenched his teeth and his eyes were gloomy." I'm not sure!"

"Hm?" Sue was slightly stunned. "Not sure? So maybe nothing happened between you and Jacqueline?"

Henry went quiet again.

Yesterday, he did wake up on Jacqueline's bed, and he really was naked. The place was also covered with traces that would leave room for imagination.

However, there was no actual memory of what happened with Jacqueline in his head.

Although he was drugged at the time, it was impossible to have no memory at all. Therefore, he had suspicions that nothing happened between him and Jacqueline, since she was the only one who insisted they did. So that was why he said he was not sure.

Sue noticed that Henry did not speak, and she did not know what he meant. "Sir, it doesn't matter if you did anything with Jacqueline-you still hurt your wife. Have you thought about how to ask for her forgiveness?"

Henry looked at Yvonne's sleeping face, and his thin lips moved slightly. "I’ll have a good talk with her after my Grandpa's funeral is over."

"That's fine." Sue nodded.

Henry took a step forward and bent over to carry Yvonne to the room upstairs.

After he settled her down, he came out of the room to find that Joe was standing at the door of the room with a briefcase.

"Mr. Lancaster, the public relations department has announced the news of the chairman's death and the Lancaster Group's stock market is experiencing turbulence now. Would you like to deal with it personally?" Joe asked.

"No, just let the public relations department handle it." Henry walked toward the study with a blank expression.

Joe followed and continued, "Also, Frederick just called and would like to know when you’ll go back to the old residence to go through the old master's inheritance."

"We'll talk about Grandpa's inheritance later. The most important task now is to go talk to that woman, Jacqueline. She still hasn't explained what happened between us..."

"No..." Joe shook his head. "No matter how much I interrogated her, she still gave the same answers, so I was thinking maybe Mr. Lancaster, you really did..."

"No!" Henry refused with his brows furrowed. "I believe I wouldn't do that kind of thing."

"But how do you explain the traces on your body?" Joe looked at him.

Henry stopped. "Those traces could be forged."

"This..." Joe was stunned and it took him a moment to react. "If that’s the case, then why is she doing this?"

Henry pursed his thin lips. "It’s not that easy to find out. Let’s just torture her. I believe she’s going to give a n explanation!" 1

Joe's eyes widened as he could not believe what he just heard. "Torture her?"

"Yes. I’ll leave this matter up to you, and I want answers." Henry gave his order and walked away.

Joe still followed him closely. "I understand. I'll do as you say."

"Okay," Henry nodded and opened the door to the study.

The two talked for a long time in the study, and it was late already when Joe left.

Henry didn't go back to the room that night and spent the night in the study lounge instead.

He didn’t return to the room mainly because he was still unsure whether he did anything with Jacqueline, so he did not know how to face Yvonne.

Also, judging from her cold attitude over the past two days, she probably did not want to see him either.

Since that was the case, it was probably better for them to sleep in separate rooms temporarily, so that they could both gather their thoughts on their own.

For the next three days, even though Yvonne and Henry were both under the same roof, they lived in two separate rooms. They rarely met each other and even if they did, they did not greet or talk to each other. The atmosphere was awkward and depressing.

Sue was very anxious when she saw what was going o n, but she could not help it because she couldn't let them reconcile immediately either.

This was because she knew what happened between the two was complicated and reconciliation was going to take time.

Sue saw Yvonne coming down from the stairs and said, "Madam, sir asked you to hurry up, he's about to leave."

"Okay." Yvonne reluctantly twitched the corner of her mouth in response and then walked towards the gate outside the villa.

Outside the door, a black limousine was parked there. The car door was open so she could just get in.

Henry was already waiting in the car. After she got into the car, she glanced at him and didn’t speak as she sat quietly opposite him.

Henry didn't speak to her either. After closing the door, he let Joe drive.

The car ride was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Only the sound of shallow breathing could be heard, so even Joe could feel the somberness in the huge car.

They were quiet during the whole journey. Yvonne got out of the car first when they arrived at the old residence.

When she got out of the car, she went straight to Frederick and received her funeral attire from him.

Today was the old man's funeral. There were many people who came to the funeral, which included the Taylors, and the head of their family.

Henry was dealing with them while Yvonne was not interested at all, so she walked to a quiet corner and stood there with a glass of water.

After a while, someone came over to talk to her.

"I heard that Master Lancaster was angered to death b y Mr. Lancaster?" It was Elliot, dressed in a black suit with a white flower on his chest. He smiled at Yvonne arrogantly.

Yvonne glanced at him coldly. "Nonsense."

"You can't lie to me. I heard it from some people in the circle. They heard it from the elders in the nursing home," Elliot said while swirling his red wine.

Yvonne's eyes narrowed slightly and just when she was about to get angry, he continued, "I also heard that Mr. Lancaster cheated. Did he?"

Yvonne's expression froze for a moment. She squeezed the glass in her hand and did not answer him. 1

Elliot sighed, "It seems like I was right, or else you wouldn’t have this expression on your face. It hurts, doesn't it?"

"This has nothing to do with you!" Yvonne was upset and lowered her gaze.

Elliot put his red wine aside and folded his arms. "Of course it does. You know the kind of friendship we have. If you’re hurt, I'd feel sad too, so that's why I came here to console you. So, are you touched by my sincerity?"

Yvonne chuckled and said, "No."

"Tsk, so brutal. Why do I like a cold-blooded woman like you?" Elliot twisted her nose.

Yvonne widened her eyes and looked at him in disbelief. "What are you doing..."

"Hush!" Elliot gestured to her to be quiet and pointed towards a direction with his other hand. holds this content.

Yvonne followed and saw Henry and Joe walk in, not knowing what they were doing.

"Look at your husband's expression, he seems very serious. Do you want to go over and check what’s going on?" Elliot said to Yvonne with great interest.

Yvonne pursed her lips. "That’s just a balcony. What could possibly happen?"

"They're probably talking about things on the balcony. Why don't you go and eavesdrop with me?" Elliot certainly was not going to give up and was still trying t o encourage her.