Chapter 383: She Guessed It Right

<However, if so, wouldn’t he take a crocodile as a pet? If James uses Taylor Group’s money to save White Group and then defeats it, wouldn’t that be hurting the enemy as well as himself? No, I could not let such a thing happen.>

When she thought about how she had caused all of this, she felt that she had to do something.

She said, "Does my dad know about your cooperation with the Taylor Group?"

Grace gazed at her with a wisp of contempt in her eyes. "So what if he knows? So what if he doesn’t know? This is a matter of the White Group, and you don’t have the right to ask about it."

Yvonne replied, "That’s right. I don’t have the right to ask, but I can call and confirm it. Believe it or not, I’ll call my dad right now and tell him that you’re in the Taylor Group now."

Hearing this, Grace’s face changed. "... How dare you!"

Seeing her reaction, Yvonne understood in her heart and said, "Why wouldn’t I dare? Grace, don’t you think that I don’t know that you’re here to talk about cooperation without telling my father?"

Grace’s expression was a little unnatural. However, she quickly reacted, "So what? Even if my brother finds out, he won’t object. I’m doing this for the sake of the White Group."

Hearing this, Yvonne thought to herself, <Sure enough, I wasn’t sure before. I was just testing her, but I didn’t expect to be right. This makes things much easier.>

Thinking of this, she smiled, "In that case, why did you stop me from calling?" "Wouldn’t that be contradictory?" Yvonne added in her heard.

Grace was used to being domineering and didn’t like being questioned like this. She snorted," My dear niece, since you’re married into the Taylors, you should be Mrs. Taylor. Why are you meddling in the affairs of the Whites?"

Grace avoided the question. Even if she didn’t say the reason, Yvonne could guess it.

<Perhaps it is because my father doesn’t agree. After all, he once promised me that even if I married into the Taylors, he would not force the Taylor Group to help him. Although he is not tough enough in many things and could even be described as weak, he has never broken his promise to me.>

Yvonne still believed this so that she said, "That’s none of your business."

After saying that, she did not give Grace a chance to counterattack and walked away with the document in her arms.

Grace stood there staring at her leaving figure, her eyes full of hatred.

At noon, Yvonne called Brant and asked him to have lunch with her.

Brant agreed happily.

After all, ever since his daughter got married, she had never returned home. She had not even made a phone call.

Brant knew in his heart that she was blaming him.

<She is blaming me for not being able to carry out the father’s responsibilities and letting her marry someone she doesn’t like. However, at that time, what is done can’t be undone. There is nothing I could do to change it.>

He didn’t expect his daughter to forgive him and even take the initiative to call him.

When he received the phone call, he happily went to meet her.

"Yvonne!"

Brant couldn’t help but smile happily when he saw his daughter.

Yvonne was expressionless. She didn’t even want to look at him.

Brant did not care at all. He sat down and stared at her, sizing her up.

"Yvonne, you have been married for a while, and I have never been able to meet you. Is James treating you well?"

...

Hearing his question, Yvonne raised her eyebrows. She did not want to answer this question because it had nothing to do with him.

She said, "Dad, I came here today to talk to you about something." In other words, she was not here to talk about their relationship.

Hearing her say that, Brant was a little disappointed, but he still suppressed it. "Okay, let’s talk while eating."

Although it was a simple meal between father and daughter, Brant still felt very satisfied and quickly called the waiter over.

"Yvonne, what do you want to eat? Dad will buy you a treat today." He asked while flipping through the menu.

Yvonne was not in the mood to eat at all. The reason why she wanted to meet him here was just because she called him at lunchtime.

She said, "I can eat whatever."

"Then I’ll order your favorite braised pork ribs. I remember that you loved it most when you were a child..."

Yvonne interrupted him and repeated, "Dad, I’m here to talk business with you."

Brant was a little embarrassed. He wanted to ease the tense atmosphere between he and his daughter, but he didn’t expect that his daughter wouldn’t give him any chance.

But he still smiled, "Okay, Dad won’t talk about it anymore. Let’s get down to business."

He handed the menu to the waiter.

After the waiter left, Yvonne questioned, "Dad, you promised me that even if I married into the Taylors, you wouldn’t force me to do anything I didn’t want to do. Do you remember?"

Brant was more or less surprised. He was stunned for a moment before nodding. "I remember. Of course I remember."

Then Yvonne nodded.

"Since you remember, that’s good. But why you force me to contribute to the cooperation between the Taylor Group and White Group?"

Brant listened with a blank look on his face. "Dad has never forced you to do this." Of course, Yvonne knew that he was not forcing her.

But if she claimed that she was forced by Grace, she would have no chance to take the initiative.

She continued, "Yes, you didn’t do it yourself, but you let my aunt do it, right?"

"You mean your aunt has come to you?"

Yvonne replied, "Just last month, she specifically came to me and said that you were the one who asked her to do so."

"Yvonne, I can swear to you that I have never done that."

Yvonne ignored his explanation and continued, "But my aunt said so. Let’s not talk about this now. Let’s talk about the current situation of the White Group. I think you must be very clear that it is impossible to find a cooperation company with the current situation. But even so, the Taylor Group still agreed. Do you know why?"

Hearing her question, Brant did not answer. He could more or less guess one thing.

However, as a father, he did not want to lose so much face in front of his daughter.

Seeing that he did not answer, she said, "You must have thought that the Taylors would help you for the sake of your in-laws, right?"

He didn’t answer but he seemed to tacitly approve of it.

Yvonne snorted coldly, "It’s not like that."

Brant asked in surprise, "What is that?"

She sneered, "That’s because she threatened me."

"Threaten you?" Brant didn’t understand.

"That’s right. My aunt threatened me. She used my mother to threaten me."

Brant was even more puzzled now.

...

"Aunt said that if I don’t complete this cooperation, she will expose my mother’s scandal. Dad, I also want to know what the scandal is. Can you tell me?"

Hearing this, Brant slammed the table and stood up.

"She’s talking nonsense!"

His intense reaction attracted the attention of the surrounding guests. Only then did he realize that he had lost his composure and sat down uneasily.

Yvonne looked at his reaction, and a trace of coldness rose in her heart.

She asked deliberately, "Really? Then tell me, should I obey her order?"

Brant did not answer right away. Instead, he pondered for a moment and said, "Yvonne, don’t worry about it. I’ll solve it."

Yvonne thought to herself, "That’s what I was waiting for."

In the evening, Grace was stopped by Brant as soon as she entered the house.

"Grace, come here."

Grace walked over. But when she saw the look on his face, she asked in confusion, "Brant... what’s the matter?"

He looked at her with a serious expression and said, "What’s going on with the cooperation between the White Group and the Taylor Group?"

Grace instantly understood.

She thought, "It seems that Yvonne has really called him."

However, Grace did not feel that she had done anything wrong at all.

She said, "That’s right, the White Group is working with the Taylor Group. Their investment will be on our account within a week."

"Grace, why didn’t you discuss this with me?" Brant asked.

"What’s there to discuss? It’s for the good of our company. I believe that you won’t object."

She spoke confidently and Brant closed his eyes angrily. "You’re right. If you used normal methods, I wouldn’t object, but you shouldn’t have threatened Yvonne. Grace, you haven’t even figured out what happened back then. How can you use that to threaten her?"

As soon as Grace heard this, she knew that Yvonne had already told him that she had threatened her.

She gritted her teeth. <It seems that she is going to have a showdown. In this case, don’t blame me for being rude.>

She said, "Brant, you also saw those disgusting photos at that time. Why didn’t you figure it out?"

Hearing that, Brant kept silent.

Grace sneered, "Is it just because you didn’t catch the man on the spot?"

"Grace..." Brant interrupted her. "So what if it’s true? It’s been so long and she’s already gone. Why are you bringing it up again? Don’t you think Yvonne is pitiful enough?"

"She is pitiful? Brant, you are too partial. Since she was a child, you have been protecting her. She said she wanted to learn medicine, then you let her learn medicine. She said she didn’t want to marry into a commercial family, you also agreed. Even if she doesn’t want to help our company through the difficulties now, you also listen to her. Then let me ask you, is she or White Group more important in your heart?"

"Enough!" Brant stood up.

This was the first time he’d spoken in such a stern tone, and Grace was slightly unable to endure it while her eyes were filled with resentment.

"Don’t say anything. Since Yvonne doesn’t want to, don’t push it any further. As for the money, I will find another way."

He got up and left without giving Grace a chance to speak.