CHAPTER 482 COOPERATION

"Yes, please.” Joe then remembered his purpose.

Annoyed at himself, he rubbed his temples and made way for Yvonne and others to come in.

Yvonne nodded politely to him and went into the reception room.

Henry had been paying attention to the entrance.

When he saw her walking in, he didn't know what to think. He put down his wine glass and got up from the sofa.

"Huh?" Seeing Henry, Yvonne pretended to be surprised. "Are you the gentleman from last night?"

"Hello, Miss Smith!" Henry came over and held out his hand to her.

Yvonne put away the surprise on her face and shook hands with him with a smile. "Hello. So you're the chairman of the Lancaster Group."

Henry nodded and let go of her hand. He put his hand t o his back, gently rubbed it, and then pointed to the sofa with his other hand. "Please have a seat, Miss Smith."

"Thank you." Yvonne brushed her skirt and sat down o n the sofa.

Henry asked, "Do you want some wine?"

Yvonne refused with a smile, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lancaster.

I can't drink as I haven't been feeling well recently." “How about some tea?" Henry looked at her.

Yvonne didn't reject this time.

"Make a pot of tea,” Henry ordered his secretary.

The secretary responded and turned around to leave the reception room.

Joe, who was at the side, was very puzzled when he saw that Henry wasn't surprised upon seeing Yvonne.

Why wasn’t Mr. Lancaster surprised at Miss Smith's appearance?

Even if Mr. Lancaster had forgotten his feelings for madam, he hadn’t forgotten about the marriage.

Did Mr. Lancaster only remember her name but not her appearance?

"Joe!" Henry called Joe twice in a row. He raised his voice when he saw that Joe didn’t respond.

Joe finally reacted, tilting his glasses. "Mr. Lancaster, i s there anything you need?"

"Go and get Mr. Carter."

"Okay.” Joe nodded slightly.

After he left, Henry's expression softened a little. He said to Yvonne, "I'm sorry, Miss Smith. Let's talk about cooperation when everyone's here."

"It's fine. I should be the one to apologize. I was supposed to be here before noon, but we didn't expect a traffic jam on the road and I was late for nearly two hours. I'm really sorry," Yvonne smiled embarrassedly but she did so mockingly in her heart.

She wasn't late. She left the city to visit her biological mother, Laura, when she was on the way to the Lancaster Group.

She said before that Henry wouldn’t be more important than meeting Elliot and her biological mother!

And she did this on purpose. She deliberately made him wait and humiliated him.

"It's alright, I understand." When Henry heard the reason why Yvonne was late, he didn't respond much. Obviously, he knew.

Yvonne picked up the tea that the secretary had just poured. "Although Mr. Lancaster doesn't mind me being late, I still feel sorry. Please regard this cup of tea as the wine to make amends. Mr. Lancaster, I’ll give you a toast!"

After that, she raised her teacup and motioned to Henry.

Henry looked at her and picked up the teacup in front of him then toasted with her.

When Yvonne saw this, her eyes flashed, and she finished the tea in one shot.

However, Henry only took a small sip and put the teacup down. Then, he stared at her face with his deep

eyes.

Yvonne felt nervous and confused by his gaze. She touched her face in disguise and asked, "Mr.

Lancaster, is there anything on my face? Why are you staring at me?"

"Miss Smith looks a lot like an old friend of mine." Henry clasped his hands.

"Like your old friend? May I know who she is?" Yvonne asked lightly with her eyes looking down.

Henry pressed his thin lips without answering.

The corner of Yvonne's mouth twitched sarcastically, but it disappeared very quickly.

Right when she thought he wouldn't answer and was ready to skip the topic, he suddenly said, "My ex-wife!"

"Ex-wife?" Yvonne was surprised, "Your assistant mistook me for a madam earlier. So he was referring t o me as your ex-wife?"

"That's right, I'm sorry. You look too much like my ex-wife and Joe mistook you for her. I hope you don't mind," Henry apologized on Joe's behalf.

Yvonne waved her hand. "Don't worry, but Mr. Lancaster, do I really look like your ex-wife?"

Henry replied with an unclear expression, "Yes, as much as two peas!"

Yvonne picked up the tea that the secretary poured and sipped it gently. "Well, it's such an honor. I didn't expect to look exactly the same as your wife. But there’s something that I don't understand. Your assistant was very excited when he saw me. Why are you so calm?"

Henry explained, "I was surprised when I saw you last night. I checked for your information after I went hack."

Yvonne used a teacup to block the ice-cold corner of her mouth. "I see. Then Mr. Lancaster, won't you think that I’m your ex-wife, just like your assistant does?"

Henry chuckled, "Of course not!"

"That's good. It’ll be hard for me to handle if I suddenly become someone else's ex-wife. After all, I'm not married yet," Yvonne rubbed the edge of the teacup and said incomprehensibly.

"It's my subordinate's fault. 1'11 explain it to him and it won't happen in the future."

"I trust you, Mr. Lancaster, but I heard that your ex-wife passed away six years ago, and yet you remember her appearance so clearly. It seems you care a lot about your ex-wife, don’t you?” Yvonne squinted her eyes, looking at the man opposite her. There was an incomprehensible flash in his eyes.

Henry muttered in a daze, “Do I care..."

They said that the person he loved was Yvonne, but he forgot his feelings for her, so it was impossible for him to care for her.

But he didn't know his emotions would fluctuate so much when he saw this woman who looked almost the same as Yvonne.

He couldn't describe this feeling!

Seeing Henry was absent-minded, Yvonne gently called him twice, "Mr. Lancaster? Mr. Lancaster?"

Henry's eyes flickered for a moment and he returned t o reality. "I'm sorry, Miss Smith."

"It’s alright." Yvonne waved her hand to show that she didn't care.

Henry rubbed his eyebrows and felt a little tired.

Upon seeing this, Yvonne asked casually, "Did Mr. Lancaster not have a good rest last night?”

Henry replied in a low voice, "Kind of. Sorry, this is embarrassing."

He thought that she was Yvonne when he saw her last night. Although he finally confirmed that she wasn't, h e felt a little uncomfortable.

Because of this, he had insomnia last night and barely fell asleep at midnight. He didn’t sleep well and had many dreams. When he woke up, he couldn't remember what his dreams were.

But his instinct told him that those dreams were very important to him.

Maybe those were not dreams, but the memories he lost.

Yvonne drank some tea and said politely, "No, Mr. Lancaster's in charge of such a large group. It's normal that you don’t have enough rest. Of course, I won’t laugh at you."

At this time, the door opened and Joe brought in a middle-aged man in a white lab coat. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

"Mr. Lancaster, Mr. Carter's here."

Henry nodded and then introduced Mr. Carter. "Mr. Carter, this is the owner of the technology for the new energy, Miss Smith.”

Yvonne stood up and held her hand out to Mr. Carter." Nice to meet you, Mr. Carter. I’m Shannon Smith, director of Smith Energy Source."

"Nice to meet you." Mr. Carter shook hands with Yvonne excitedly.

He had read about that new energy project, which was definitely ahead of all the new energy technology in the world. This lady in front of him was the owner of that. How could he not be excited about it?

Yvonne looked at Mr. Carter who seemed impatient. She didn’t know whether to cry or laugh, i

Then, she pulled out her hand and turned around to look at Henry. "Mr. Lancaster, shall we start talking about the cooperation now?"