CHAPTER 74 ROLLING DOWN THE SNOWY MOUNTAIN

Joe was at a loss for words when he saw her worried face.

After all, it was only natural for her to worry about Mr. Lancaster.

"Why don't you go into the cable car so you can watch over Mr. Lancaster?” Joe suggested.

Yvonne’s eyes instantly lit up. "Alright, I'll get going now."

"I'll go buy a ticket for you then," Joe turned around and went out.

After a while, he returned with a ticket in hand.

Yvonne thanked him, then took the ticket and went onto a cable car.

In the fully transparent cable car, she could see the entire ski resort under her feet.

The ski resort was quite crowded so it was very difficult to find someone.

However, Yvonne only had Henry in her eyes so she managed to very quickly spot him.

She hurriedly took out her camera and kept snapping pictures of him.

She had no idea how long had passed when Henry took off his headgear, then got on a ski lift and

returned to the platform where she was at.

"He's done already?" Yvonne sighed to herself regretfully as she watched the ski lift disappear from her sight.

She wasn't even done taking photos of him.

But Henry was probably tired from skiing for so long.

With that thought in mind, Yvonne pressed the bell in the cable car and was ready to get off.

After getting out of the cable car, she bought a canned drink and she planned to send it to Henry.

However, she arrived on the platform only to find that Henry was already surrounded by many women. All of them were enthusiastic and gorgeous French girls.

The scene pierced her eyes and made her sulk.

Although Yvonne had always known that Henry was highly attractive to women, she had never seen him surrounded by women. Not many women dared to approach him because he was rather cold and on top o f that, his status didn't help either.

However, these French women were different. They didn't really care and just rushed up to the men they fancied.

Even if Henry wore an impatient look on his face, none of them showed any signs of leaving him alone.

Yvonne couldn't stand watching it any longer, so she took a deep breath and shouted his name, "Henry!"

Henry heard her voice and turned around, "You didn't return to the hotel?"

"Nope." Yvonne shook her head.

Henry hummed a response, then said something to the women. It was only then that those girls left him alone reluctantly.

"Here, for you." Yvonne went over to Henry and handed him the can.

Henry accepted it and looked at it, "What’s this?"

"Energy drink? I bought it specifically for you,” Yvonne replied with a smile.

Henry fell silent for a few seconds then slightly raised his eyebrow, "Are you sure this is an energy drink?"

"Is it not?" Yvonne played with her fingers shyly, suddenly feeling a little uncertain.

Henry sighed, "This is an alcoholic beverage. After this team building is over, I’ll hire a good French teacher for you. I hope you'll study hard and stop making stupid mistakes like these." i

"Got it," she chuckled awkwardly.

Yvonne always thought that sports venues would only sell coffee and energy drinks. She never expected that there would be alcoholic drinks too! holds this content.

She never even heard of that before either and ended u p embarrassing herself in front of him again.

Even so, he was right. She should really learn more.

Click!

Henry opened the can.

Yvonne hurriedly called out to him when she realized what he’d done. "Henry!”

"What's wrong?" Henry looked at her indifferently.

Yvonne pointed to his hand, "Maybe you should skip that since it’s an alcoholic beverage.”

"I’ll be fine," Henry retracted his gaze, then tilted his head and took a sip.

Yvonne was taken aback for a moment before a smile bloomed across her face.

At least he didn't refuse her goodwill.

“Take it," Henry pushed the unfinished drink into her hand.

Yvonne looked down and didn't understand what he meant.

Henry didn't explain and just bent over to pick up the snowboard.

It was only then that Yvonne understood that he was going back to ski.

"Henry, can I go too?” Yvonne looked at him with hope in her eyes.

He frowned at her, "No. I told Joe to tell you that you're not allowed to ski." "I won't be skiing." Yvonne put down the drink in her hand and raised the camera that was hanging in front of her chest, "I just want to take pictures."

"What picture?"

"Your pictures! I took a lot of them on the cable car just now, but they turned out blurry because I was too far away."

“Show me," Henry stretched out his hand and showed some interest in the topic.

Yvonne took off her camera and handed it to him," Here."

He took the camera and started checking every single photo that she took.

After seeing them, he returned the camera to her without any comments, then picked up his snowboard and walked out.

Yvonne was stunned for a moment before running after him. "Wait for me!"

"Go back," Henry ordered her without even looking back.

Yvonne didn't want to go back, so she pretended to not hear him and kept up with his pace. "Henry, you haven't told what you think of my shots!"

Henry stopped abruptly, causing Yvonne to bump into him.

"Ouch,..!” She cried out in pain. Her nose hurt so much that she teared up at the pain.

She covered her nose and took two steps back. However, the snow was too thick so she lost her footing. She staggered a few steps backward before falling on her butt.

Henry was stunned by her series of actions. It took him a few seconds to recompose himself with a cough. "Yvonne Frey, I told you to go back. Did you not hear me?" He reprimanded her coldly.

How dare she actually ask him how her shots were.

Was she this oblivious to her own photography skills?

Where did she even find the courage to ask him that question?

"I heard you, but I don't want to go back." Yvonne held her tears back with a sniff and tried to get up.

However, her clothes were too thick. She barely struggled to stand up before falling back on her bum again because of the weight.

Henry couldn't even bear to look at her. He suppressed the urge to yell at her and helped her up instead, "Get u p!"

Yvonne stood still obediently.

He took out his phone and made a call. "I'm asking Joe to send you back. I'm sure you know your current condition well. This is not where you should be," he

warned her.

"Are you worried about me?" Yvonne suddenly asked. 2

Henry paused briefly while he was going to dial a number before he quickly recovered. "You're reading into it too much. I just don't want Grandpa to nag at m e. Go back to the platform, Joe is making his way there already.” 1

"...Oh.” Yvonne lowered her gaze to conceal the disappointment in her eyes, then turned around and went back to the platform.

After taking two steps, she slipped on the snow and fell backward.

Henry’s eyes widened at the sight and his body responded before his brain could.

He immediately threw away the snowboard in his hand and rushed toward her. Just moments before she would fall to the ground, he caught her firmly and fell with her in the thick snow. 1

However, they were standing at the top of the ski trail so the slope was very steep. As soon as they fell to the ground, they started rolling down the mountain at such a high speed that they couldn't stop at all.

Yvonne was so frightened that her face paled and she kept screaming.

Henry was nearly deafened by her screams. His face turned dark as he hissed at her, "Shut up!”

Yvonne jolted and didn't dare to scream anymore. She could only bite her lip and ask tremblingly, "Henry, what should we do now? We can't stop.”

He didn't answer Yvonne’s question because he didn't know what to do either.

He hadn't expected something like this to happen. The only thing he could be sure of was that they would only stop once they reached the foot of the mountain.

"Hold on to me tightly!" Henry hugged Yvonne tightly. "Why?" Yvonne's mind went blank.