CHAPTER 58 JASON FREY

"Abortion?" The corners of Yvonne’s lips twitched. " Lyn, aren't you thinking too much? How could I have gotten an abortion when I've been dreaming for a baby?"

"Since it's not an abortion, then..."

"Nevermind, why are you up here for me? Not worried about your manager faulting you?” Yvonne switched the subject quickly, afraid that Lynette was going to utter more jaw-dropping ideas.

"Our manager went out, and you can't fault me like that," Lynette said gleefully holding the cup. "I'm just here to see you since I heard that you were back, and I wanna tell you something."

"What?” Yvonne asked while she turned on her computer.

"The team-building trip, of course."

"Team building?" Yvonne was stunned.

Lynette side-eyed her. "You wouldn't have forgotten, would you?"

Yvonne chuckled dryly.

"Oh my!" Lynette slapped the table. "Yvonne, you're amazing. How could you even forget our company's annual team-building event?”

"Too much happened recently. I can’t remember all these things. And I’m not interested in the event either. We're probably going to karaoke, how boring," Yvonne commented flatly.

Lynette wagged her finger with a mysterious smirk. "N o, no, it’s different this time. Since our company was acquired by Mr. Lancaster and became one of the Lancaster Group’s subsidiaries, we’re super rich now. Mr. Lancaster's specifically allocated a big budget for the team build."

“For real? Who did you hear it from?" Yvonne looked a t her friend skeptically.

As Henry’s secretary, even she did not know about it.

"Our manager, of course. I overheard it when he was o n the phone with Mr. Lancaster but that's not important. What's important is that we're going abroad for this team building." Lynette rubbed her hands together in ecstasy.

Yvonne was in slight disbelief. "We have a few hundred employees here. How much must it cost to have everyone travel abroad?!"

"I didn’t say that everyone's going abroad. Those who get to travel overseas for the team building are basically high-ranking executives and high-performing employees of the company. Luckily, I was chosen!" Lynette gloated as she waved the ID hanging i n front of her chest.

Yvonne shook her head with a chortle before she

asked, "Which country are we going to?"

As Henry's personal secretary, she would naturally be going as well. At this age, however, she had never stepped out of the country she was born and bred in, s o she thought that it would be a good idea to find out more about the destination prior lest she embarrassed the man.

"I don't know. The details haven't been announced yet. I just heard that we’re going skiing. Oh right, do you know how to ski?" Lynette eyed Yvonne in a once-over.

Yvonne waved her hands swiftly, to which Lynette nodded like she had known. "I expected it too. You don't look like you know how to ski either."

"Yeah, so what? I can watch from the side." Yvonne pouted.

"It's boring to just watch. You’ve got to learn a little."

"Nah, forget it. Extreme sports like this aren't up in my alley. Okay, go back now. I need to start working." Yvonne hauled Lynette up from the chair and pushed her toward the door.

Checking the time, Lynette could only leave reluctantly guessing that her manager was coming back despite her wish to stay longer. holds this content.

Once she left, the office was instantly quieter.

Yvonne sighed softly and sat back down at her desk, mumbling to herself, "Skiing huh... Henry should know how to ski right?"

She immediately faced her computer to search more about skiing. More than ten minutes later, she was sprawled on the table in despair.

She had wanted to look up information to see if she could possibly learn how to ski, but she was resigned t o her fate. The textual skiing course already looked complicated, and Yvonne could imagine how difficult i t must be in reality. Someone without a single sport-inclined cell like her really should not be even thinking about partaking in such a sport.

She would be better off as a spectator. If Henry was going to ski, she could even secretly snap photos of him in action. He must look dashing!

Thinking about it, Yvonne opened a new window to an online shopping website and gritted her teeth to buy a camera after some scrutiny.

Before she could be pained by her bank balance after the purchase, her phone buzzed.

Yvonne's first thought was not to pick up the call when she first glanced at it.

Once she thought about the consequences of that, however, she sighed and slid her finger over to the green earpiece icon.

"Jason."

"Sis!" A rather gruff male voice came from the speaker, sounding quite hurried.

Yvonne rubbed her temples. "Is something the

matter?"

He would not be asking her for money, would he!

"I have no money, send me some!" Jason Frey ordered.

Even when Yvonne inwardly told herself, "Guessed it," she still felt disappointed.

Her family usually never looked for her. If they did, it was for money. They would never ask her if she was well. She was also their daughter and older sister but they treated her like she was a mobile ATM. If she refused to give them any money, they made a scene out of it.

Sometimes, she felt exhausted.

"Sorry, Jason, I don't have any money either," Yvonne started apologetically.

Jason jumped at once on the other end of the line. " None? Sis, you aren't pulling my leg, are you? My brother-in-law is the CEO of the Lancaster Group. As the sole mistress of the Lancaster's, you're telling me that you have no money?"

"I really have none. It’s not like you don't know how distant I am with your brother-in-law. How could I have the cheek to use his money?"

"That I don't care. You’re husband and wife. What’s there to be embarrassed about? I think you just don't want to give me anything." Jason was relentless.

"If I really didn't want to give you money, I wouldn’t even be answering this call." Yvonne pressed her lips together before asking flatly, "Your brother-in-law gave mom $750,000 last time. You ran out so fast?"

"$750,000 doesn’t even suffice. It's not much anyway. It's scrooge-like of Henry to only give us that when he's worth billions. Doesn't he know to give us more when we spend it so fast?!" Jason complained.

Yvonne bristled when she heard what he said, her stomach acting up as well.

Pressing her stomach, she raised her voice, "Jason Frey, how much more do you want when $750,000 isn't even enough? Your brother-in-law is worth billions, but that’s his money, it has nothing to do with me. Not to mention, it has nothing to do with all of you. You better keep your claws to yourself. And what did you all even spend the $750,000 on?"

It had only been a couple of days, yet the money was gone. With the speed they were going at, the amount would not last them for long if they were given it again.

"I... I spent it on starting a business," Jason answered with a stutter, obviously sounding guilty.

Yvonne was not a fool. She could see through his farce. She chuckled dryly. "Business? Sure, tell me what business it is."

"You don't have to be concerned with this. Just give m e money, quick," Jason urged impatiently.

Yvonne breathed in and forced herself to calm down. " I have none!"

"Yvonne Frey, are you trying to pick a fight?" Jason lashed out, dismissing her title as the older sister when he heard the same reply from her.

Yvonne closed her eyes in self-depreciation. "Jason, n o matter how angry you get, I still have no money. I gave it all to mom last time."

“Humph, I'll go ask from my brother-in-law if you're not going to give me any," Jason threatened.

"Go ahead!" Yvonne spoke up with a blank expression, "You know that your brother-in-law doesn't like me. If you want us to get a divorce, go ahead."

"Divorce?" Jason was nonplussed as he simmered down. "Sis, it's not so serious, is it?"