CHAPTER 396 DOMINIC CONRAD IS THE FATHER

"Do you still remember Laura from the cemetery two months ago?” Henry gently stroked her hair. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Yvonne trembled a little and got up from his arms." Laura? 8-she's my biological mother?"

"Yes, I asked the Frey couple and they told me about i t." Henry nodded.

Yvonne grabbed his collar and her body couldn't help trembling. "No wonder... No wonder I was so emotional when I saw Laura’s tombstone. It turns out that she's my mother..."

"Would you like to hear her story?" Henry lowered his head and asked.

Yvonne sniffed and sobbed, "Yes."

"Okay, I'll tell you, but I don't know much."

"It doesn’t matter. Just tell me everything you know," Yvonne said.

Henry hummed and began to tell Laura's story. "Your mother fell in love and got married when she was young. Then, the two of them started a business together. After the business improved, your mother became pregnant with you."

"Then?" Yvonne looked at him, waiting for him to continue talking.

Somehow, she felt what he said was very familiar.

She seemed to have heard the story somewhere.

Where was it?

"Then..." Henry’s face turned cold. "Then your biological father cheated with a college student who was sponsored by your mother. When your mother found out about it, she ran away angrily, but she

was hit by a car that ran into her on purpose. After knowing that your mother died on the spot, the driver left her there and ran away. It's the Frey couple who passed by and saved your mother and you."

"So I wasn't abandoned by my biological mother?” Yvonne's eyes widened and she was surprised.

Henry nodded. "Yes, you're not abandoned, but she just couldn't raise you because she passed away a few days after you were born. The Frey family took the money that your mother left and they thought you were from a wealthy family. So they've been raising you, thinking that your family would bring you back someday."

"I see..." Yvonne buried her head in his arms and wept with joy.

Henry patted her back. "The reason why I haven't told you about this is that I haven’t figured out how.

Mainly because I don't want to make you sad."

"So you lied to me saying that Laura's an important relative to me?" Yvonne hammered his chest.

Somehow, she felt what he said was very familiar.

She seemed to have heard the story somewhere.

Where was it?

"Then...” Henry's face turned cold. "Then your biological father cheated with a college student who was sponsored by your mother. When your mother found out about it, she ran away angrily, but she was hit by a car that ran into her on purpose. After knowing that your mother died on the spot, the driver left her there and ran away. It's the Frey couple who passed by and saved your mother and you."

"So I wasn't abandoned by my biological mother?" Yvonne’s eyes widened and she was surprised.

Henry nodded. "Yes, you’re not abandoned, but she just couldn't raise you because she passed away a few days after you were born. The Frey family took the money that your mother left and they thought you were from a wealthy family. So they've been raising you, thinking that your family would bring you back someday."

"I see..." Yvonne buried her head in his arms and wept with joy.

Henry patted her back. "The reason why I haven't told you about this is that I haven't figured out how.

Mainly because I don't want to make you sad."

"So you lied to me saying that Laura's an important relative to me?” Yvonne hammered his chest.

Henry held her moving hand and squeezed them. "I didn't lie to you. She's really important to you!"

"Y-You’re full of nonsense!" Yvonne glared at him.

Then, she thought of something and her face became gloomy. "Now that I know about my biological mother, what about my biological father? Who is he?"

She didn't expect her biological father to be a scumbag!

He cheated when her biological mother was pregnant with her.

"Are you sure you want to know?" Unexpectedly, Henry didn’t answer frankly this time. Instead, he asked a question.

Yvonne felt uneasy. There was a moment where she wanted to shake her head and say that she didn't want to know.

But in the end, her rationale kept her. She took a deep breath and nodded. "Yes, a man who cheated when his wife’s pregnant isn't someone kind, but he's my father anyway. Even though I hate him, I still want to know who he is!"

"Okay, I'll tell you then. Your father is Dominic Conrad.” Henry looked at her while saying it word by word.

Boom!

It was as if Yvonne was struck by lightning and she felt the whole world spinning.

Dominic Conrad...

How could it be Dominic Conrad!

"This isn't true!" Yvonne shook her head with a pale face and denied, "How can Dominic Conrad be my biological father? This is impossible!"

She broke down and shouted!

Henry hugged her tightly. "You have to calm down!"

"How can I be calm!" Yvonne’s eyes were red and she shouted, "You told me that my father is Dominic Conrad. Are you kidding me? How can I be his daughter? How can I be his daughter!"

"But this is the truth!" Henry held her shoulders tightly to stop her from moving. "You're indeed Dominic Conrad’s daughter. You and Jacqueline are stepsisters!" 1

"No! I don't accept this!” Yvonne twisted her body vigorously, trying to escape from him.

But Henry held her tightly. The more she struggled, the harder he held her.

"I know this is unacceptable to you. That's why I asked if you really want to know about it." Henry pressed her head into his arms and softened his voice.

Yvonne’s body was trembling and she couldn't stop. She grasped Henry's collar tightly, then burst out crying and laughing, "This is really funny, so funny. Hahaha... Dominic Conrad is my father. He’s my

biological father!"

The man who kidnapped her for her bone marrow and aborted her child to save another daughter was actually her biological father.

It was ironic!

"Yvonne Frey..." Henry called her name softly.

Yvonne let go of his collar. She clenched her fists and pushed him away. "I want revenge!"

"What?” Henry was taken aback for a moment.

Yvonne's face was twisted and her red eyes were filled with hatred. "I want revenge and I want Dominic to pay dearly. I remember you said that my mother's accident was planned. It's Dominic Conrad, right? He killed my mother for Jacqueline's mother, right?"

Henry's lips moved slightly, "About this... I doubted it a s well, but there isn't enough evidence to prove it."

"It's him, it must be him!" Yvonne bit her lip tightly and some blood oozed out. "If it’s not him, then why didn't he claim my biological mother’s body? Why did he keep it in the funeral parlor for over 20 years?

Because he's scared. Because he’s the one who killed my mother. With all the old and recent grudges, I want Dominic Conrad to regret his life!"

Initially, she only planned to send Dominic Conrad and his daughter to jail after catching him.

But now, she didn't want to let them go easily. She must avenge her biological mother!

Along with everything in the Conrad family, she must take over it all. It should be hers and she wouldn't give it to Jacqueline, the illegitimate child. Never!

Henry was startled by the hatred and determination i n Yvonne's eyes. He narrowed his eyes. "What are you planning to do?"

Yvonne glanced at him and didn't answer.

Henry frowned as he felt a little worried. "Tell me if you have any plans. Don't act rashly."

Yvonne lowered her eyelids to cover the craziness in her eyes. "I know. I won’t let myself be in trouble before Dominic Conrad and his daughter pay the price. Absolutely not."

"Don't mess around!" Henry knocked her head.

Yvonne stood up from his arms. "I want to go to the cemetery and see her..."

Henry knew very well who she was referring to.

Henry got up as well. Then, he put his hand in his trousers pocket. "Are you not going to the Frey's anymore?"

Yvonne shook her head and hummed, "I wanted to go t o the Frey's because I wanted to ask about my biological parents. But now that I know everything, there’s no need to head back anymore. As

for the clothes, please ask someone to send them over." "Okay," Henry agreed and took out his mobile phone to

make a call.

"Let's go." After the call, he kept his mobile phone away. Then, he turned to look at her. "Someone will come to get the clothes in a while. I'll take you to the cemetery now."

"Aren't you busy?" Yvonne asked quietly, wiping her tears.