Yvonne was slightly surprised. "How did you know?"
"It's written all over your face," Henry looked ahead and commented indifferently.
"Oh, I see." She rubbed her nose.
"Actually, I didn't discuss anything with her. I just said what I had to say and confirmed some of my speculations."
"Speculations?"
"Yeah. I speculated that she never loved me. As it turns out, I was right. On top of that, I also verified if she was the mastermind behind that incident and she admitted it," Henry said and looked at Yvonne with guilt.
Yvonne lowered her gaze. "She admitted it, so what now? Are you planning to put her in jail?"
"If she's put in jail, she'll definitely commit suicide in there. Her life will be exchanged for your bone marrow along with our child's life. I hope that she'll live well with her sins. But Dominic will pay double the price of everything she did in the past," Henry replied darkly.
Yvonne opened her mouth but couldn't say anything i n the end.
To be honest, she was a little dissatisfied with this
outcome.
Before she knew about Jacqueline’s involvement in this matter, she naturally only hoped that Dominic would go to jail.
But now, she hoped that both the father and daughter would go to jail. Yet, she had to agree with Henry. If Jacqueline was sent to jail, she would really commit suicide there and her child would have died in vain!
"What do you plan to do with Jacqueline from now o n?" Yvonne lifted her head up and looked at the man's cold profile.
The man pressed his thin lips. "We'll be strangers from now on."
"I see." Yvonne nodded, then stopped talking.
Not far behind them, Jacqueline stood at the lounge door. She watched the couple leave as her heart was suddenly filled with jealousy and hatred.
She clenched her fists so hard that her nails dug into the palm of her hands. She wanted to so badly break them apart.
But her rationality told her that she couldn't do that. Now that her actions had been exposed, Henry had definitely lost all his feelings for her. But so what? If she couldn't have him, then she wouldn't allow anyone else to have him either. Just wait, this wasn’t over yet!
Yvonne had no idea that she was once again targeted b y Jacqueline. At this moment, she was anxiously looking at the items on the auction table and she felt too nervous to even sit still.
Henry could even feel her trembling. He couldn’t help but squeeze her palm. "What are you so nervous about?"
"Of course it's about the next auction item. You just said that you wanted to win that necklace in my name, so..."
"So you’re nervous?" Henry slightly raised an eyebrow at her.
Yvonne nodded. "The audience's attention will fall on whoever wins the item. I’m worried that it’ll happen to me too later. I'm actually terrified of being at the center of attention."
"There’s nothing to be afraid of." Henry looked at the auction table in front of him. "I'm here. Just pretend that the other people don’t exist."
Yvonne was speechless. "Isn't that kind of rude?"
"No. Give it a try. Take a deep breath first!" Henry encouraged her.
Yvonne did as instructed. After taking a few deep breaths, she really calmed down a lot and no longer felt as nervous.
"How do you feel now?" Henry asked.
Yvonne smiled at him, "Much better."
"Good," Henry hummed a response and stopped talking.
At this time, the auction item on the stage was changed again. It was the necklace Henry was going t o bid under Yvonne's name.
The owner of the necklace was Mrs. Carter. It was a lavish emerald necklace with a starting bid price of seven hundred fifty thousand dollars at bid increments of at least a hundred and fifty thousand dollars.
Henry handed the placard in his hand to Yvonne, then told her to raise the bid herself until she outbidded the others.
Naturally, Yvonne wasn’t worried when she received his instructions. She'd just have to increase her bid every time someone bid higher than her.
As the bid increased, Yvonne's heart nearly stopped when she heard the auctioneer announcing the current highest bid for the necklace-a whopping seven million and five hundred thousand dollars.
"Are we still going to continue bidding?" Yvonne glanced at Henry cautiously.
Although she wasn't the one who would be paying for i t, she still lost all her courage to continue raising the placard when she heard the current bid.
"Of course," Henry responded indifferently to her question.
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