Chapter 429 Jason Frey Is Dead


    Yvonne opened her mouth in surprise as her intention was seen through. Then, she nodded heavily.


    "Yes, I want to know how Henry is now.”


    "I knew you''d ask this when you woke up." Sam straightened his shirt.


    Yvonne''s eyes brightened up. "So, did you ask for me?"


    "Yup." Sam nodded.


    "Then...Then Henry’s now..."


    "He''s alright, but he was in shock after he found out that you might be dead in the sea of fire this


    morning. He sent people to look for you on the scene all the time," Sam said. "But your nanny''s


    ming herself."


    "You mean Sue?"


    "Yes, she thinks that it’s her fault. She shouldn’t have trusted that phone call. If she hadn''t gone out,


    she wouldn’t have been knocked out and you wouldn''t have been taken away. Then, everything


    else wouldn''t have happened."


    Upon hearing this, Yvonne''s eyes turned red. "Sue..."


    She didn''t expect that her ident would have such a big impact on Sue.


    Knock knock!


    There was a knock at the door.


    Sam got up to open the door and his assistant stood outside. "Sam, there''s news on the scene. The


    fireman found a corpse in the corner of the burned warehouse."


    "A corpse?" Before Sam could speak, Yvonne eximed. Then, she thought of something and


    asked nervously, "Whose corpse is that?"


    The assistant took a nce at Sam.


    Sam nodded.


    The assistant then said, "It''s unclear for the time being. The body was badly burnt. I can''t recognize


    the face at all except for the fact that it''s a man."


    "A man..." Yvonne muttered these two words. It felt like her brain was struck by thunder. Just when


    she was about to feel better, her face turned pale again.


    When Sam saw her in this way, a gleam of light shed across Sam''s eyes. "Why? Do you know


    who it i s?"


    Yvonne’s eyes were hollow and her body was shaking slightly. She looked scared and it took her a


    long time for her to speak, "If I guess correctly, it’s my brother..."


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    "Your brother?" Sam raised his eyebrows and quickly reacted. "Is he the one who kidnapped you?"


    "Yes, it''s him..." Yvonne closed her eyes painfully.


    She didn''t expect Jason Frey to be dead and he was burned to death by the fire! 2


    For a moment, Yvonne''s heart was filled with sadness.


    How could Jason die...


    Wasn’t it true that scourgested for thousands of years? Jacqueline and Dominic had done so


    many bad things and they lived well. How could Jason die?


    No matter how much she disliked Jason and hated him, she never wanted him to die.


    Yvonne wanted to cry.


    She raised her arm to cover her eyes and her tears slid down the corner of her eyes. The tears fell


    on the pillow, making it wet.


    "Jason..." she called the name sadly.


    Someone once said that the lights went out when a person died. At this moment, she could clearly


    feel that her hatred towards Jason had disappeared all at once.


    Without hatred, the warm and happy memories of her childhood and Jason emerged gradually in


    her mind.


    She regretted it, very much so. If he didn''t hand Yvonne over to the human trafficker, would the


    ending be different? Would they still be close siblings?


    Unfortunately, there weren''t any what-ifs or medicine for regret.


    Thinking of these things, Yvonne could no longer suppress the pain in her heart. She burst into


    tears.


    When Sam saw her crying so badly, his face that was always calm and gentle showed a sign of


    helplessness.


    "That... don''t cry.” Sam wanted tofort Yvonne, but he didn’t know how tofort her seeing her


    crying i n this way. Finally, he thought about it and said, "The doctor said that you''re still very weak


    and the baby isn''t stable. Your emotions can''t fluctuate too much, so don''t cry. It’s easy to get a


    miscarriage when you cry too much."


    Upon hearing this, Yvonne was speechless and she couldn''t help crying.


    She knew that he wasforting her to stop crying, but why did he sound so awkward?


    Although she thought so, Yvonne listened to Sam too. For the child in her belly, she took a few deep


    breaths and stopped crying.


    "Mr. Smith." She put down her arm that covered her eyes. Then, she opened her red eyes and


    looked at the man beside the bed. "Can you please go out? I want to b e alone."


    Jason Frey''s death was a big blow to her.


    She needed to calm down.


    "Okay. I''ll go out first. Let me know if you need anything." Sam readily agreed and handed her a


    clean tissue. Then, he turned around and left the room.


    After leaving, the assistant walked beside him. "Mr. Smith, the person we sent to inquire about Mr.


    Lancaster''s situation was found out by his special assistant."


    "It’s normal to be discovered. The people I sent to inquire were above board and not secretive. Who


    wouldn''t find out?" Sam wasn''t surprised by the news.


    The assistant touched his nose. "That''s right."


    "What did Mr. Lancaster''s assistant say?" Sam asked faintly as he went downstairs, walked to the


    sofa to have a seat, and poured himself a cup of coffee.


    The assistant stood in front of him. "He didn’t say anything. He just asked where the person came


    from. When he learned that we''re the one who sent it, Mr. Woods asked our people to leave."


    "I got it. Give me the phone. It''s impolite for us to ask about other people''s private matters. We


    should apologize," Sam ordered while sipping his coffee.


    The assistant handed the phone over.


    After taking it, Sam scrolled to a number and dialed it.


    "Mr. Lancaster, it’s Mr. Smith from overseas." Joe saw that Henry was standing in front of the french


    window, looking outside. His back was lonely and he didn''t want to answer the phone at all. Joe


    couldn’t help but nce at the caller ID and remind him.


    However, Henry didn''t respond and he replied without looking back, "I don''t want to answer!"


    Joe gritted his teeth and insisted, "Mr. Lancaster, you should pick it up. I caught a man outside the


    vi earlier and Mr. Smith had sent him to ask about you."


    "Ask about me?" Henry finally turned his head around this time.


    Joe was shocked by his decadent face and quickly lowered his head. "Yes, Mr. Smith knows what


    happened today."


    Oh, God. How long had it been? It wasn''t even a day, but how could Mr. Lancaster be dispirited?


    Was it a big blow to him that madam was gone?


    "Give it to me!" Henry didn''t know what Joe was thinking. He reached out to him.


    Joe returned to reality and quickly passed him the phone.


    After taking over the phone, Henry took a look at the caller ID and lowered his eyelids. Then, he


    answered the call.


    "Mr. Lancaster? I''m Sam Smith,” Sam''s clear voice passed through the phone.


    Henry pursed his thin lips into a straight line and he didn''t respond.


    Sam was sure that he was the person who answered the call. He no longer exchanged greetings


    and got down to business. He said, "Mr. Lancaster, I’m sorry to disturb you at this hour, but I''m


    calling to apologize to you. I sent someone to ask for your news. I''m really sorry." "So why do you


    ask about me?" Henry''s face was as cold as frost. He finally opened his mouth, but his voice was


    cold enough to freeze someone.


    But Sam was not affected by him. Instead, he said with a faint smile, "Well, I heard that Mr.


    Lanacster had an ident this morning, so I was worried. If something happens to you, it’d affect


    the cooperation between our families. Therefore, I sent someone to ask about you. I''m relieved to


    know that you''re fine."


    "Is that so..." Henry narrowed his nk eyes.


    Although what the man said was reasonable, he felt that something was wrong.