CHAPTER 580 DIVORCE AGREEMENT

In the folder, she saw all the details of Jacqueline's fund transfers that she had asked Dennis to investigate. The details of the transfers and accounts were all included in the document, and they were extremely detailed. It was so detailed that it even included records such as Jacqueline spending five dollars on online memberships.

However, Yvonne didn’t care much about the small amounts of money. What she cared most about was Jacqueline's large amount of fund transfers in and out of her account.

Based on the information for the past six years, Jacqueline transferred a large amount of money out every month to a foreign country and a cardholder account named Liam Lodge.

"Liam Lodge..." Yvonne said the name softly.

Wasn't he the man Jacqueline actually loved?

It seemed like Jacqueline was spending money on that guy, Liam.

Yvonne turned to the other page of the folder, and it was a summary of transfers. When Yvonne looked at the numbers on it, she was in a rage.

For the past six years, Jacqueline had actually transferred a total of five to six million dollars to Liam!

That money belonged to her biological mother, but Jacqueline actually spent it all on a man. It was beyond terrible!

However, it did not stop there. Yvonne turned to another page and found that Jacqueline didn’t just spend so much money on Liam - she actually got involved in drug trading as well.

Drugs were exceptionally valuable as they would cost hundreds of dollars per gram. Jacqueline actually spent two to three million dollars to make huge profits, but the organization she invested in was seized three years ago. Therefore, the money was gone for good, and Jacqueline managed to escape as she hid herself well enough.

She suddenly realized that Jacqueline's courage was beyond her imagination. She did not expect her to get involved with something like the drug trade.

Jacqueline then spent the remaining money on the construction of her ballet school, and on herself.

After seeing that information, Yvonne's heart was throbbing. copyrighted © content.

She saw that money as her own, but Jacqueline used i t all. It was a hard pill to swallow.

"Dennis." Yvonne returned to the trading department and threw the file in front of Dennis.

Dennis frowned. "What do you want?"

Yvonne looked at him and said, "It’s not detailed enough. I want to know why Jacqueline transferred money to Liam Lodge. I don't think she's simply giving it to Liam. There’s no need to transfer hundreds and thousands of dollars every month just to keep a person by her side. Also, I want to know the detailed records of Jacqueline's involvement in the drug trade."

With the records of the drug trade and Jacqueline's two attempted homicide, it would no longer be possible for Jacqueline to be imprisoned for life. She would most probably get a death sentence.

"You're so troublesome." Dennis glared at Yvonne unhappily. Although he was a little unwilling to do it, h e turned on his computer anyway to help her find the information she asked for.

Yvonne knew he was very skilful, so she stood beside him and waited.

After waiting for about half an hour, Dennis printed some documents.

Yvonne walked to the printer and took the printed documents.

"This is the transfer statement from that lady named Conrad or something. It said the money transferred is actually hush money," Dennis said.

Yvonne frowned, "What hush money?"

"I don't know. You can ask your brother to help you investigate," Dennis said as he crossed his arms.

Yvonne nodded. "Okay. What about the records of the

drug trade that Jacqueline invested in?"

Dennis's face darkened. "This information is a little difficult to track. After all, it's been three years, so a lot of the information has been deleted. I can't recover it now. It's going to take some time."

"How long will it take?" Yvonne asked.

Dennis lifted his chin and thought for a while. "About three to five days."

"Okay. I'll leave you to it then." Yvonne nodded.

Dennis waved his hand to motion that she could leave.

Since Yvonne got what she wanted anyway, she didn't need to stay much longer.

Dennis was a person with many peculiar habits. He liked to be alone, he enjoyed darkness, and he did not like hanging out with anybody for too long.

If one stayed too long, he would send them away.

Back at the office, Yvonne carefully locked the documents in the drawer. Those documents would be her evidence.

She then checked the time, only to realize it was almost noon. She took out her cell phone and called Henry.

She fell asleep drunk, so it would make sense for her t o wake up at this time.

As Yvonne thought about this, she put the phone to her ear.

When the call connected, Henry said in a gentle voice," Shan.”

After six long years, when she heard him calling her name with such a gentle voice again, Yvonne couldn't help but feel her heart flutter. She could feel a lump in her throat. 1

However, she didn’t show any of those emotions and responded in her usual tone, "Henry, did you take me home last night? I remember calling you when I was drunk.”

There was a sudden silence on the phone. After a while, Henry's voice sounded again, "You... You don't remember what happened last night?"

"Last night? Did something happen last night when you sent me back?" Yvonne said as she pretended to b e unaware of what happened.

On the other side of the phone, Henry lowered his eyelids to cover the disappointment in his eyes.

She had forgotten.

But it was okay, as long as he remembered it.

"Nothing," Henry said.

Yvonne seemed to be relieved. "Phew, I thought I did something crazy when I was drunk, like throwing up."

"No, you're quite good at drinking," Henry coughed slightly and pursed his lips.

Although she didn't do anything crazy when she was drunk, she acted like a child.

But it was cute.

"That's good to hear. Thank you for sending me home last night, Henry. Would you like to have dinner tonight?" Yvonne offered.

She thought he would agree but surprisingly, he refused.

"I don’t think I can make it tonight, I have some things to deal with."

"I see," Yvonne replied and pretended to be sad.

Henry couldn't bear to see her like that, so he asked," How about tomorrow night?"

"Sure." Yvonne nodded.

"Tomorrow it is. Shan, I can't talk now. I have some matters to deal with," Henry glanced at the door of his office.

Yvonne said, "Okay, I'll see you tomorrow night."

"See you tomorrow night," Henry smiled.

After he hung up the phone, he controlled his expression and was cold once again. "Come in."

The person outside pushed the door open and came in while holding a document in his hand.

"Mr. Lancaster, this is the divorce agreement you asked me to print.” Joe handed over the document.

Henry grabbed it and took a look. "It doesn't affect anything, right?" "No. When you married Jacqueline, Frederick made a lot of contracts for Jacqueline to sign. It was for your good and not for Jacqueline. In other words, once you are divorced, Jacqueline won't get anything and she'll leave the Lancaster family empty-handed," Joe replied.

Henry nodded. "Great. Send someone to travel abroad t o notify Liam and send Anna Lancaster to him after that."

"Okay," Joe responded.

Henry closed the folder and stood up. "Prepare the car. I'm going to the Conrad villa."

Now that the divorce agreement had been finalized, there was no need to delay it any longer. He wanted Jacqueline to sign it as soon as possible.

"Yes!" Joe nodded and turned out to leave the room.

Henry tidied up his clothes and walked out of the office.

A few minutes later, he drove away from the Lancaster Group and drove towards the Conrad villa.

After driving for nearly forty minutes, he had finally arrived at his destination.

Henry got out of the car and walked directly into the villa to go up to the second floor.

The two bodyguards who were guarding the door saw him and quickly greeted him. "Mr. Lancaster!"

"Where is she?" Henry asked.

"She’s resting inside."

"Open the door!" Henry ordered.

The bodyguard responded and opened the door.

Henry walked in and saw Jacqueline lying on the bed. She looked like she was dying, and she had a cold expression on her face.

Jacqueline was awake so when she heard the footsteps, she looked up and saw that Henry was coming. A trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

"You... Why are you here?"