Love Comes Secretly After Their Contract Marriage novel Chapter 214

Yvonne pointed at the room.

Understanding her, Sue pushed the pot of tea to her with a smile. "Since sir’s in the room, send the tea to him, madam.”

"I'm not going to do it," Yvonne refused.

Sue was taken aback. "Why?"

"I don't want to talk to him," Yvonne answered honestly.

The corner of Yvonne's lips twitched. "Madam, did you have a tantrum with sir again?”

"No. Haven't I been this way with him this month?" Yvonne asked faintly.

Sue sighed, "Sure. Have a rest then, madam. TH send the tea.”

She picked up the teapot and headed to the room.

Henry was making a call when he heard the knocks. With a fleeting gaze, he uttered coldly, "Come in!"

Sue entered while pushing the door. "Sir, freshly brewed tea."

"Leave it here." Henry cast his gaze on the table in the room.

"Yes." Sue put down the tea.

Henry moved over to pour himself a cup, asking," Where's Yvonne Frey?"

"Madam is outside in the living room. Do you need her, sir?" Sue looked at him curiously.

Henry waved his hand in response. "It’s fine. Keep an eye on her, don’t let her go around wandering."

"Don't worry, sir," Sue replied.

Henry made a hum. "You may leave now."

"Yes." With a nod, Sue went out.

When the door was closed, Henry put the teacup in his hold down and replaced his mobile phone against his ear. "Have you noted what I told you just now?"

"Yes," Joe answered respectfully.

"Good. I give you a month to investigate it," Henry said.

Joe looked troubled. "Mr. Lancaster, isn't a month too short? It's something from twenty-five years ago after all. The technology wasn't as advanced back then. We didn't even have surveillance cameras. It's a challenge to find them."

"I know," Henry answered without any expression, "So I allow you to go to Shane. He has Yvonne Frey's DNA record. Get the record and compare it to the gene bank. You should be able to find her biological parents then."

"But what if the gene bank doesn't have the records of madam's biological parents?" Joe was worried.

Henry thought deeply for a few seconds with his eyes looking down. "Then investigate it from the Freys. I believe the husband and wife should know who Yvonne Frey’s parents are, but don't alarm them when you go about it."

"I understand. Is there anything else, Mr. Lancaster?" asked Joe.

Henry pinched between his brows. "No. You can tend t o it now."

"Yes."

Ending the phone call, Henry put his phone away and went out of the room.

Catching sight of him, Yvonne scoffed softly without greeting the man. Henry went over to her and sat in front of her.

"Yvonne Frey," he called out.

"What?” Yvonne looked at him.

Henry smoothed out his sleeves as he spoke in a deep tone, "Have you ever thought of why your parents mistreat you?"

There was a halt from Yvonne before she questioned back, "Why are you suddenly asking me this?"

"Just a little curious," Henry said nonchalantly.

Without thinking much of it, Yvonne answered with her pursed lips. "What else? They prefer their son over their daughter, probably."