In her memory, he only drank alcohol when he attended social gatherings, or when he was upset
about something.
So did his drinking now have anything to do with the clues about Hayden? Was there any problem?
As she was thinking about that, she coughed softly to indicate to the man at the balcony that she
was home.
As expected, the man heard her voice. He turned around slowly. "You're home."
Yvonne replied softly that she was. "Why are you drinking alcohol again?"
"Is the smell too pungent for you?" Henry asked her.
Yvonne shook her head. "No. But... are you okay?" she asked him carefully.
Henry put down the wine glass in his hand. "What are you talking about?"
"I'm referring to your mood. Your mood doesnât seem too good. Is there something wrong with the
clues regarding your brother?" Yvonne made a bold guess.
Henry was filled with a tinge of surprise. But it disappeared as soon as it appeared. "Why do you
know that I'm not happy because of that?" "You went out for that incident. Certainly it's easy to
guess." Yvonne shrugged her shoulders.
Henry chuckled. "It seems like you've indeed improved. You're not as stupid as before."
"Why do you always say that I'm stupid?" Yvonne pouted her lips in dissatisfaction. 2
Henry gulped down that glass of alcohol. "Fine, I wonât talk about it anymore. But you made the
correct guess. I'm indeed in a bad mood. Joe called me and told me that there are some clues
about Hayden. When I rushed there, I realized that the clues were fake.
Someone released those clues intentionally.â
"Intentionally?" Yvonne was slightly surprised.
Henry nodded. His eyes seemed rather cold. "Yes, it was intentional, but I don't know why they did
that."
"Maybe they want to make sure whether you and Grandpa are still looking for your brother," said
Yvonne subconsciously.
What she said threw a new light on the whole incident. Henry narrowed his eyes and said with a
deep voice, "Maybe what you said is right!"
Yvonne was stunned. "Is it? I'm just making a rough guess.â
"Most of the time, the key point in a mystery always lies in the casual guesses that one makes," said
Henry.
Yvonne stuck out her tongue in embarrassment. "Can I treat it like you're praising me?"
"Of course." Henry nodded. "But I can give you that too if you want me to compliment you with an
action."
"Then, tell me, what kind of action is that?" Yvonne asked him intentionally.
Henry stepped forward, pinched her chin, and kissed her. "Does this count?â
Yvonne widened her eyes. "You cheated!"
"Why is this cheating?â Henry looked at her.
Yvonne averted her gaze. "I thought that you were talking about other kinds of compliments. I never
expected this."
"Is this better than the others?" Henry smiled faintly.
Yvonne pursed her lips and remained quiet.
Henry did not want to tease her until she ran away in embarrassment. So he used his thumb to wipe
her lips and let go of her chin. He then retreated to the banister at the balcony and said with a
complicated facial expression, "I think that what you said just now i s quite possible. The people
who released those fake clues are trying to see whether we still care about Hayden."
"Then what kind of meaning does it hold for them?" Yvonne asked in confusion.
Henry lifted the bottle of alcohol and threw another glass for himself. "I remembered that I've told
you about this before. Hayden was snatched away by the
Lancasters' enemy. Besides, there's the record of Hayden's plastic surgery about ten years ago. So
Grandpa and I made a guess that the person who stole Hayden away wanted to make him a tool to
take revenge on the Lancasters." 1
"Then I roughly understand what you mean now." Yvonne touched her chin.
Henry was curious. "Tell me about it."
"If I make a wrong guess, donât laugh at me." Yvonne looked at him.
Henry nodded. "I won't."
"Good. I'll tell you about it now." Yvonne took a breath and started to tell him about her conjectures.
"The people who released the fake clues might really be the ones who stole Hayden away. They
wanted to see how much you care about Hayden. If they realize that you still havenât given up
looking for Hayden, then they'll manipulate Hayden to take action and get revenge on the
Lancasters."
Hearing that, Henry appeared rather ferocious. "Why did they do all those things?"
"Itâs plain. Isn't it always shown on TV? Raising the child of one's enemy and manipulating the child
to take revenge on the enemy. They'll finally be gratified after they see their enemies fighting among
themselves. They'll then successfully get revenge on their enemy, and theyâll feel quite satisfied
about it," said Yvonne.
Henry's lips twitched slightly. "Did you see it on TV?"
"That's right. Is there any problem with it?" Yvonne blinked her eyes.
Henry touched his forehead as if he was amused. "No, there's not a problem with it. You're right.
Maybe that's indeed their aim, and I thought so too."
"Yes, that's true. So in order to prevent that from happening, you need to find your brother as soon
as possible." Yvonne yawned.
After shopping with Lynette for an entire morning, she was slightly exhausted.
"I know." Henry sighed. "But it's not easy if I want to find him out."
"Why is it not easy? You just have to pinpoint each and every enemy of the Lancasters and start
investigating them," said Yvonne, disapproving of him.
Henry chuckled. "What you suggested is indeed the simplest way. You need to know that the
Lancasters are influential and powerful, but our enemies are not t o be looked down upon either. If
we start investigating each and every one of them, we might offend everyone. What if they
cooperate with each other and stand up against us? Can we take such a great blow as that?"
"This..." Yvonne was stunned.
She indeed had never thought of that possibility.
For her, the Lancasters were the most prestigious and powerful family in the entire city and no one
family could compare to them. So gradually, she started to think subconsciously that the Lancasters
were so powerful that they could do literally anything.
But what he said reminded her. She knew now that the Lancasters were not all-powerful. So the
way she looked at the Lancasters before was rather conceited.
Thinking of that, Yvonne bit her lower lips and apologized to him. "I'm sorry. I didn't think properly
about it."
"It's not your fault. You donât have to apologize.â Henry put one hand on her head and patted her
head softly.
Yvonne nodded. She then asked curiously, "By the way, you said that your brother had plastic
surgery before. He might look like you or Grandpa in the past. But he certainly doesn't resemble you
now after the plastic surgery. How could you recognize him? You can't go and get everyone to do
DNA tests with you, right?"
Henry chuckled. "Like you said, how many tests do I need then? So don't worry, heâs got a
birthmark on his body. As long as I find a person with the birthmark who is of a similar age, I'll get
them for the tests.â
"I see." Yvonne nodded after she understood it now. But she felt that there was something wrong
the next second. "But you can always eliminate the birthmark. What if they eliminate it too?"
"Don't worry. They won't. The birthmark is rather special, and itâs near Hayden's artery around his
neck. It's a pale red birthmark. So itâs impossible to eliminate it through surgery, unless one cut off
his artery. But once you cut the artery, he'll lose so much blood that he'll die.â Henry gave an
explanation.
"I see. There's a reason behind it after all.â Yvonne bit her fingernails. Suddenly, she screamed
when she thought of something. "Did you say that itâs a pale red birthmark near his artery around
his neck?â
"Yes. Why?â Henry narrowed his eyes. "Have you seen i t before?"