CHAPTER 575 IT'S YOU

Yvonne pinched her nose bridge and gave him a timeframe. "Within these two days when I m back from meeting Dominic Conrad."

Shane nodded. "That's fine."

Yvonne took a look at Theo and said, "Alright, Shane. Let's talk next time. I'll see if Theo has any other reaction."

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After Yvonne hung up the call, she put her mobile phone away, gently touched Theo's slightly cold face, and softly called Theo’s name twice.

Theo didn't respond.

Yvonne didn't give up and mentioned Henry Lancaster.

However, she was disappointed this time. Theo didn't respond even when she mentioned Henry.

But thinking about Theo's reaction earlier, she felt much better.

At least Theo could listen to what they said now. She would be in despair if he couldn't.

After some time, Yvonne stayed with Theo until sunset. Then, she left.

Although Dr. Murphy was a little uncomfortable,

Yvonne was still relieved to let him take care of Theo because judging from his character and the way he treated Theo, she could see that he really liked Theo

Yvonne stood outside Dr. Murphy’s clinic, looked up at the dim sky, and whispered coldly, "Next up, it's time for us to meet, Dominic Conrad!"

The sky was dusky - it was an orange sunset, but the dusk before the rainstorm, which made people feel depressed.

Yvonne got into the car, put the phone on the cradle, turned on the navigation, and started the car.

The car drove all the way out of the city to a small rural village in the suburbs.

There were only a dozen households in this rural area. Most of the houses were empty, so the whole village was extremely quiet.

Dominic Conrad was locked up in this village.

Yvonne tidied up her coat and walked towards the furthest house in the village.

Two guards saw her walking to the house and hurriedly greeted her, "Miss Smith."

Yvonne asked immediately, "Where's Dominic Conrad?"

One of the men stood up and replied respectfully, "In the basement, Miss Smith. I'll take you there." "Okay." Yvonne nodded and followed the man into the

house.

Outside the basement door, the man handed Yvonne a mask.

Yvonne looked at him suspiciously.

The man explained, "Dominic Conrad's place hasn't been cleaned up for a long time. The men who are responsible for delivering food and water to him are deaf and mute. They can't get in without our

permission, so he eats, drinks, and sleeps here. You can imagine what it smells like."

"I see. It seems that this isn't only mental torture for Dominic Conrad, but also physical and olfactory torture," Yvonne sneered and wore a mask in the end.

After putting her mask on, she took a look at the small gap under the basement iron door. "Is this how the food is usually delivered to him?"

The man answered, "Yes."

Yvonne lifted her chin in satisfaction. "Not bad. Open the door."

"Okay!" The man took out a key and stretched it towards the lock.

The iron door opened with a squeak and a strong stench came out.

Yvonne wrinkled her nose tightly and quickly held her breath, not hiding the disgust in her eyes.

It was so smelly. It smelled like fermented excrement.

The smell was so strong that she felt it was pungent even when she was wearing a mask.

Yvonne asked, "Is there no toilet inside?”

"There is, but it's a cesspit. We dug it for him temporarily after he was locked in," the man replied while turning on the light in the basement.

This was the first time the light was turned on since Dominic Conrad was locked in.

Dominic Conrad felt the light on the shabby single bed. He immediately opened his eyes and sat up. He looked up greedily at the light above his head. He didn't even notice that the door opened and that people had come in.

At that moment, there was only that lamp and a beam of light in his eyes.

For Dominic Conrad, darkness had become the most terrifying thing in the world. It swallowed his senses and spirit all the time. If this went on, he didn't know how long he could stay awake.

He thought that he would sink into the darkness forever, but he didn't expect to see light again at this moment.

The man said to Yvonne who looked at Dominic Conrad, "Miss Smith, you should go in later. I'll go and cover the cesspit for you before you go in."

Yvonne gave a hum and agreed.

The man went to cover it immediately.

Soon, he found something, endured nausea, and covered the cesspit. Then, he took out a bottle of perfume from his pocket and sprayed nearly half a bottle in the room before he signaled to Yvonne that she could go in.

Now Yvonne could no longer smell the strong stench, but the pungent perfume smell also made her feel a little uncomfortable.

But compared to the disgusting smell just now, she would rather smell this greasy scent.

Yvonne went in with her high heels, walked behind Dominic Conrad, and said coldly, "It seems that you’re not doing well. You're in bad condition."

Dominic Conrad heard her voice and turned around slowly. The whole process was very stiff.

After turning around, he raised his head and looked at Yvonne with a pair of dull eyes. His voice was hoarse and he couldn't say a full sentence. "Are you... talking t o me?"

Yvonne pointed at Dominic Conrad. "What’s wrong with him?"

The man behind her replied, "He's been locked up for a long time and isolated from the world. In addition, his range of motion is so small, so his body movements are very stiff and not smooth. The way he speaks is unnatural too."

"I see." Yvonne nodded suddenly, indicating that she understood.

She stepped forward and approached Dominic

Conrad. "Yes, I’m talking to you. Do you know who I a m?"

Yvonne pointed to herself.

Dominic Conrad seemed to be thinking. Then he shook his head rigidly. "I don't know you. I only know that you're their master and the one who caught me."

Yvonne smiled, "You’re right, but you're wrong about one thing. It’s not that you don't know me, you do know me and we're very close."

"Very close..." Dominic Conrad heard this and finally observed Yvonne seriously.

The more he looked at her, the more surprised he was. Finally, he couldn't believe it. "You... You’re..."

Yvonne laughed even more happily looking at Dominic Conrad's trembling fingers. "It seems that you recognize me. Yes, I’m the one you're thinking about."

After speaking, she took off her mask and revealed her face.

When Dominic Conrad saw her, his eyes opened wide. "It's really you. You're not dead?"

Yvonne put on her mask again and replied coldly," You and Jacqueline aren’t dead yet. How can I be

dead?”

Hearing her sarcasm, Dominic Conrad thumped his chest sadly. "I should have thought of it. I should have thought that it was you. Sometimes, these people would come to ask me whether I'll speak the truth about Jacqueline killing Yvonne. Although I was curious about who wanted to avenge you, I never thought it was you."

Yvonne told him the reason why he didn’t think of that. "Because you think that I'm indeed dead."

Dominic Conrad nodded. "That’s right."

Yvonne said coldly, "Then why were you so sure that I was really dead?"

Dominic Conrad lowered his eyelids. "Jacqueline’s the one who said that you were burned to death."

Yvonne sneered, "It seems that she lied to you.”

Dominic Conrad lowered his head and looked embarrassed.

Yes, Jacqueline had lied to him.

The daughter he had been wholeheartedly taking care of had deceived him completely.

Not only did she cheat his money and leave him in the countryside, but she also lied to him about Yvonne's death. Otherwise, how could he be easily caught and locked up here to suffer so much?