"Enough!" growled the enraged Henry.
Jacqueline shuddered from the shock and almost dropped her phone.
Henry pursed his lips and said in a cold tone, "Who do you think I am to be threatened by you? Why
would you, a stupid evil woman, ask me if my sudden change in decision to send Dominic Conrad
to prison was due to others when it is because of your own inability to admit to your own mistakes?
So what's the point of asking me any further? Did you think I would let Dominic off the hook?"
Jacqueline was startled.
She never thought she would be branded as evil and stupid.
To make matters worse, the man who was humiliating her had cherished her above all else once
upon a time.
She could not accept the humiliation!
"How could you say that to me Henry?" cried Jacqueline incessantly. "Are my suspicions incorrect?
If it wasn't Yvonne, why would you send my father to prison? You've changed Henry, you're no
longer the Henry Lancaster I used to know."
"You're wrong Jacqueline, I haven't changed, it's you who has changed," corrected Henry.
Yvonne pursed her lips.
Although she had not known personally what Jacqueline was like in the past, she had heard stories
about her from Sue and Shane.
Jacqueline had never changed. She was already proficient in acting right from the beginning.
Obviously, it was Henry who was infatuated with her i n the past and failed to see the truth, and
hence he said that she had changed.
Henry noticed Yvonne's micro expressions and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
Why did she do that?
Why did she shoot a scorned look at him?
"I've changed? You're saying I've changed?â asked Jacqueline. Her words brought Henry back from
his thoughts.
Henry coldly pursed his lips. "That's right. You've become evil and selfish. You'd do anything just to
achieve your own selfish means. You should be grateful for your illness because thatâs the only
thing keeping you out of prison with Dominic."
Yvonne was dumbstruck by his words. Unable to believe her ears, she asked him, "Henry, y-you...
you were intending to send me to prison as well?" 2
Her voice had become much sharper.
Henry nodded. "Yes, so instead of begging me to
release Dominic from prison, you should be thinking about how you should be making amends for
the sins you've committed. Also, I hope you won't do anything foolish to threaten me in releasing
Dominic. I'll make him pay an even higher price if you do."
"No... Henry you wouldnât..."
"I would and I will if I have to, so you should tread carefully," said Henry before she could finish. He
then hung up the phone call immediately.
Henry turned off his phone and threw it aside. He then turned to look at Yvonne. "Are you satisfied?
I didn't agree to release Dominic despite Jacqueline begging me to."
Yvonne maintained her composure and kept a straight face even though she was elated. "You may
have rejected her, but I'm sure she won't give up and will continue to look for you."
"It would only end the same way," said Henry as he sat down.
Yvonne lowered her eyes. "Of course it'd be best if you can keep it going, but I'm still worried that
something unexpected might happen.â
"It'll be fine, don't worry. Come, letâs eat together." Henry reached out his hand to her.
Yvonne hurriedly shook her head. "I can't, I've already eaten and am still full, so you go ahead
without me."
Her stomach would explode if she had eaten any more.
She had just taken two tablets of probiotics to help ease her digestive issues as she did not want to
suffer another attack again.
Henry saw that she had firmly rejected his offer and decided not to force her to. He got up and
walked to the dining table himself.
Yvonne picked up the remote control to turn on the television whilst seated on the sofa. That could
be passed off as her accompanying Henry for his meal.
Half an hour later, Henry had finished eating.
Henry took out a bottle of red wine and raised the bottle so that Yvonne could see. "Do you want
some?â
Yvonne had intended to reject his offer again, but she immediately stopped herself from doing it
since she was having a good day and said, "Sure.â
Dominicâs imprisonment made it a good day for Yvonne to celebrate.
She drank without any reserve that day-her usual disdain for alcohol disappeared since she was in
a good mood. "This is a nice wine,â said Yvonne.
Henry chuckled. "This is the most authentic Lafite you can find. It was directly shipped here from the
vineyard."
"I see, wouldn't it be expensive then?â asked Yvonne a s she held the wine glass up against a light
to admire the blood-red wine.
Henry swirled his glass and calmly replied, "It's not that expensive. The glass of wine you had cost
a few thousand dollars."
"What?" Yvonne was so shocked, she almost fell out of the sofa. "A-A... A few thousand dollars?"
"Yeap."
"How is that not expensive?" Yvonne had a surprised look on her face as she stared at the bottle of
wine on the coffee table.
Henry curved his lips. "Is it expensive?"
"Excuse me, I forgot that this means nothing to a CEO like yourself." Yvonne's eyes twitched as she
came to remember that the man sitting next to her was one of the richest men in the country. A
bottle of wine that cost a few hundred dollars wouldnât mean anything to him.
She remembered that the old man used to have an even more expensive collection of tea leaves-
ten grams of it had cost almost a million dollars.
The life of the wealthy was not something that common people would be able to comprehend easily.
"You don't have to be surprised, you should get used to this soon because you'll be required to
attend more events with me and naturally, you would need to socialize with more high profile
people. Plus, the easiest topic to start a conversation would be wine, so you should learn how to
enjoy and know what youâre drinking instead of only looking at its price." Henry finished off the last
bit of red wine in his glass after h e spoke.
Yvonne thought about what he had said for a moment, then nodded her head in agreement. "Alright,
I understand now. Iâll try and learn more about wine."
âGood, but there's no hurry, on your own time." Henry poured himself another glass before offering
to pour one for Yvonne.
Yvonne raised her hand to refuse.
Henry did not try to persuade her to another and placed the bottle of wine onto the coffee table. He
suddenly asked, "When are you going back to the villa with me?"
"Back to the villa?" Yvonne was startled.
Henry raised his chin. "Before, you had moved out because I didn't have the intention of taking
revenge for you and our child. Now that Dominic Conradâs in prison, I think it's time for you to come
home with m e?"
In truth, Yvonne had taken a liking to her place and did not wish to move back to the villa.
But Henry was right as well. There was no reason for her not to go back, now that Dominic Conrad
was locked up in prison.
Yvonne took a deep breath then sighed. "Let's go back tomorrow."
A hint of surprise flashed through his eyes as he said," Great."
He thought she would continue to reject him. Who knew she would agree to head back to the villa
with him so willingly.
He had even planned to move his stuff over to her place if she had refused to return home with him.
Naturally, there was no need to proceed with the plan since she had already agreed to go home
with him.
"Letâs go to the family residence the day after tomorrow as well," said Henry as he sipped on his
wine.
Yvonne yawned and replied, "What for?"
"Grandmother's death anniversary," answered Henry.
Yvonne suddenly remembered and said, "I see, I'd forgotten about it."
She felt embarrassed for not remembering.
Although she had not been to the family residence to pay her respects to the Lancasters' ancestors
for the past three years, she would always prepare some offerings for Sue to bring over whenever
Sue informed her of whose anniversary it was.
Yet she had almost forgotten about the old ladyâs death anniversary.
"Should I prepare something to bring along when we g o?" asked Yvonne.
Henry rubbed his eyebrows and replied, "Just your presence will be enough."
"Alright then." Yvonne nodded in acknowledgment, but in her mind, she was going to bring over
some offerings just like she did in the past.
"Are you tired?" asked Henry with his eyebrows raised as he caught Yvonne yawning again.