Love Comes Secretly After Their Contract Marriage novel Chapter 311

"Your husband?" Sam squinted his eyes. "Miss Frey, may I have the liberty to ask who's your husband?"

"He’s the organizer of the business alliance this time, Henry Lancaster,” Yvonne replied.

She was simply proud of mentioning Henry’s identity.

Sam was surprised. Then, he let his guard down and chuckled, "So you're Mrs. Lancaster."

Yvonne was a little embarrassed when he called her Mrs. Lancaster. She touched the back of her neck and said shyly, "You don’t have to call me Mrs. Lancaster."

"Then I’ll just call you Miss Frey." Sam corrected himself immediately.

Yvonne hummed and asked, "Is Mr. Smith here to participate in the business alliance this time?"

"That's right.” Sam nodded, then pointed towards a direction. "Miss Frey, there’s a cafe in front. Let me buy you a cup of coffee to thank you for buying me the ticket.”

"Erm..." Yvonne hesitated.

Sam looked at her. "Don’t you want to?"

"Uh, no." Yvonne waved her hand. "Well, if you insist."

"Please." Sam made a pleading gesture.

Yvonne agreed and followed him to the cafe.

To be honest, she didn't want to have a coffee with him since they were not close. She wasn't expecting anything in return even if she bought a ticket for him. After all, it was just a few dollars.

But she couldn't reject him. She didn’t forget that Henry said the power of the Smith family was comparable to the Lancasters.

If her rejection made him unhappy, that would mean the Lancaster family was going to face another powerful enemy. To avoid this from happening, she could only agree to it.

When they reached the cafe, Sam pulled out a chair for Yvonne in a gentlemanly way.

Yvonne sat down a little stiffly.

"What would you like to drink?” Sam took the menu from the waiter and handed it to her.

Yvonne shook her head. "Any coffee will do."

"Cappuccino then. I know that females don't like the bitter taste, so this will suit you more," Sam recommended.

Yvonne hummed and said, "Sounds good. Thank you."

"You’re welcome," Sam smiled. After ordering a cup of Blue Mountain for himself, he returned the menu to the waiter.

After the waiter left, Yvonne took a sip of water on the table and started a topic. "Why are you at the subway station, Mr. Smith?"

Sam smiled bitterly and replied, "I came to the cemetery here to pay tribute to my elder. When I was about to leave, my car broke down and my phone ran out of battery. So I couldn't reach anyone."

"I see," Yvonne smiled awkwardly.

That was really unlucky of him.

"Speaking of this, I have to thank you, Miss Frey. If it weren't for you, I might still be struggling to buy a ticket. I’ve never come to Canada, so I didn’t expect the differences to be so huge. I'm so not used to it," Sam said. 1

His voice was very gentle and he had a friendly vibe. Although he was of noble status, he was not as cold as Henry where others were afraid to approach him.

Even though it was nerve-wracking to deal with him i n the first place, one would relax gradually.

That was exactly how Yvonne felt now. She continued, "Since Mr. Smith grew up overseas, it's normal that you can't adapt to it."

"You're right," Sam smiled and sipped the coffee which had just been served.

He took a sip, frowned slightly, then put down the coffee. Perhaps he was unsatisfied with the taste.

When Yvonne noticed this, her mouth twitched slightly and she didn't say anything.

This man was quite picky.

"Miss Frey." Sam looked at Yvonne.

Yvonne put down her coffee. "Yes?"

"You look like my sister," he said suddenly.

Yvonne was shocked. "Sister?"

"Yes." Sam nodded.

Yvonne felt a little funny. "Stop joking around, Mr.

Smith. How can I..."