Chapter 84 Fifteen Million Dors


    "I think you were lying to me, iming that you had n o money with you," Mrs. Frey said as she spat


    out the toothpick and closed Yvonne’s bag calmly. She did not appear awkward given that she was


    caught red-handed by Yvonne.


    Yvonne patted her back in exhaustion. "Now you know that I wasn''t lying to you."


    "Who would ever believe that? What if you purposely brought no money with you today?" Mrs. Frey


    held onto her opinion persistently.


    Yvonne was too tired to argue with her, so she closed her eyes. "Fine, I can''t change how you


    perceive me. I''ve done cleaning the house. Where are Dad and Jason?"


    Suddenly, she realized that she had not seen the two o f them since she came.


    "Your dad was out with someone else, ying chess. You brother went and discussed some


    business with his client," Mrs. Frey yawned and replied.


    Yvonne pursed her lips. "Mom, the reason I came today is because I want to talk about this with


    you. Did Jason really go and meet his clients for business?"


    Mrs. Frey’s facial expression changed slightly. "What d o you mean by that?"


    Yvonne looked at her. "What I meant is I''m wondering whether Jason is away, meeting his clients or


    gambling with the others."


    "How... did you know about this?" Mrs. Frey widened her eyes.


    Yvonne drew in a breath. "Mom, you indeed know about this. Jason is engaged in gambling!"


    "I... I don’t know..." Mrs. Frey averted her gaze sheepishly.


    Yvonne smiled exasperatedly. "Don''t you lie to me. You admitted it just now. Mom, do you know


    what you''re doing right now?"


    "What can I do? It''s just gambling. It''s not a big deal." Mrs. Frey sneered.


    "Isn''t it a big deal?" Yvonne looked at her in shock." Mom, if this isn''t a big deal, then what is? Do


    you know what gambling implies? Do you know how many families were ruined because of


    gambling?"


    "That''s enough!” Mrs. Frey pped the sofa angrily and got up. "What kind of nonsense are you


    talking about? Could you talk nicely? It isn''t that serious!"


    "Why not? From what I gathered, Jason is addicted to gambling. He lost nearly seven hundred


    thousand dors, and Henry gave it to him before. Didn''t he?”


    "Yes," Mrs. Frey admitted it frankly.


    Yvonne was deeply infuriated. She took a few deep breaths just to calm herself down. "Then you


    used a false excuse that time when you asked for money from me, didn''t you? Jason wasn''t


    involved in a car ident. You needed it to help him to pay the debts!"


    Mrs. Frey pouted her lips nonchntly. "If I didn''t say that, would you have given me the money?"


    Yvonne almost lost her mind, seeing how Mrs. Frey reacted. She became agitated and anxious too.


    "Mom, d o you know that you''re spoiling your son? Is it a good thing for Jason to engage in


    gambling? Of course not! He will only be much more reckless, then he will ruin our family." 1


    "Ruin?" Mrs. Frey did not believe so. She said rather arrogantly, "We still have the two of you, don''t


    we? As his sister and brother-inw, you’ll definitely take care of him."


    Yvonne was stunned. She soon recovered and pointed at herself in shock. "So you don’t think that


    it''s a big deal to see Jason involved with gambling just because Henry and I will help him to pay the


    debt. Is that so?"


    "Yes. My son-inw is wealthy. What if Henry helps Jason to pay the debts since you''re his sister


    and Jason''s his brother-inw?"


    "You..." Yvonne staggered slightly. She felt that she was going to faint.


    She knew that she was immensely outraged. In order t o avoid losing her consciousness, she


    pinched her thigh vigorously. "Mom, how could you act like this? If


    Jason lost money from founding a business, it’s fine even if I have to pay the debts for him. But this


    is gambling. He''ll have much greater debts as time goes b y. How could I ever finish paying off the


    debts for him? Besides, why should Henry help him to pay off the debts?"


    "Because he’s your husband!” Mrs. Frey took it for granted.


    Yvonne burst intoughter. She was indeed deeply infuriated. "Yes, he''s my husband. But we


    signed a prenuptial agreement before our marriage. His money, including everything which belongs


    to the Lancasters, has nothing to do with me. I told you about this just now. If you want me to get a


    divorce, you can just go ahead and meet him for it."


    "Divorce?" Mrs. Frey was stunned. "How is it rted to divorce?"


    "Why not? Who’s willing to ept a wife who asks her husband to pay off the debts for her younger


    brother?” Yvonne threw a sidelong nce at her. She sounded cold and distant. "Mom, I''m sure you


    know what kind o f person Henry is. He doesn''t even care about me. How would he care about the


    Freys?”


    "This..." Mrs. Frey opened her mouth slightly, but she could not say anything in response.


    Yvonne continued to persuade her. "So Mom, you better ask Jason to stop gambling before he


    owns a great deal of debts. Ask him not to gamble anymore. The casino will definitely pester him for


    the debts.


    Otherwise, he might be imprisoned if he cannot pay off the debts."


    "Is it as serious as that?" Mrs. Frey was shocked.


    Yvonne nodded. "You can go online and check it. I came to advise you after I looked it up myself."


    "But I don’t even know where Jason is right now. He''s away from home for a few consecutive days."


    Mrs.


    Frey grabbed her hand anxiously and appeared like a n adoring mother. She said, "Yvonne, I can''t


    contact Jason. What if something bad happens to him? You must help him. I know Henry doesn''t


    care about us, but he''s still Jason''s brother-inw no matter what..."


    "I won''t bother about him!" Henry''s cold voice came to them from the door.


    Yvonne was stunned all of a sudden. She turned around and looked toward the door. Only then did


    she realize that the door to the living room was unlocked. At the same time, Henry was striding


    toward them.


    When he approached them, Yvonne asked in a daze," Why are you here?"


    Henry nced at her and replied calmly. "You didn’t return to the vi. I learned that you were here


    after asking Sue about it."


    "So did youe just to pick me up purposely?" Yvonne yed with her fingers and looked at him


    eagerly.


    Henry moved his thin lips slightly, but he made no reply. He turned to look at Mrs. Frey who had not


    recovered herself. "Mrs. Frey, I heard a part of your conversation just now. Let me be frank with you.


    I won’t ever help Jason.”


    "Why? Jason is your brother-inw!" Mrs. Frey recovered herself and said in dissatisfaction.


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    "I never treat him as my brother-inw," Henry smirked coldly. ”1 only approve of Yvonne in the


    Freys. I''m never concerned about the rest of you. For m e, you’re just strangers. I gave you the sum


    of seven hundred thousand dors that time just because you raised Yvonne. I treated it like a kind


    of wedding gift t o you after I married her."


    "Approve..." Yvonne repeated that word, and she could not help but smile secretly.


    He imed that he approved of her.


    Could she assume that he had approved of her as his wife even though he felt nothing for her?


    "Wedding gift?" Mrs. Frey was annoyed by what Henry said. She sounded harsh, "You should really


    give us a wedding gift, but isn''t it too little? You certainly own property of a few hundred million


    dors."


    "Then how much do you want?" Henry frowned.


    Mrs. Frey averted her gaze and she made a gesture." Fifteen million dors!"


    Henry narrowed his eyes but remained quiet.


    Yvonne was angry now. "Fifteen million dors? Mom,


    how could you say that?"


    How could she act so recklessly and imprudently?


    "Shut up, you don’t have a say here!" Mrs. Frey scolded her.


    Yvonne clenched her hands angrily. She was about to retort to Mrs. Frey when Henry patted her


    head.


    "Henry?" She looked at him in confusion.


    Henry did not bother about Yvonne. He smiled coldly a t Mrs. Frey. "Are you sure that you want a


    sum of fifteen million dors?"


    "Of course." Mrs. Frey thought that he would agree to i t, so she became rather smug. "I raised her


    well. So what if I asked for fifteen million dors from you?" 1


    Henryughed in a deep voice. Hisughter was cold and threatening. "I could give you fifteen


    million dors, but there''s a condition thates with it.


    What if we put Jason in jail for five years in return for that sum of money?"