Chapter 685: Chapter 685: Gave Birth to a Son Three Years Ago
Although she wasn’t overly impressive, at least she could be good to Chale Cheney.
The little fellow was obedient. When Jasmine Yale told him to go to sleep, he did.
Before he left, he specifically looked at Jasmine Yale’s ring. It’s beautiful!
Elder Cheney has good taste indeed!
On entering the bedroom, Jasmine Yale then slumped into a daze in the study.
There were textbooks in front of her, but she didn’t have any interest in reading.
Sylvan Cheney… why won’t you answer the phone.
She opened a webpage and indeed saw the news about the landslide in T City, which seemed to be quite serious.
A feeling of unease grew in her heart, its inexplicable taste spreading throughout her body.
Lilac Serval, as a guest, was sitting in the living room, drinking tea.
She still had her indifferent and emotionless demeanor, revealing no feelings even in her eyes.
She held up the cup, taking a sip of Longjing tea.
The fragrance of the tea overflowed, pure white mist lingering at her nose.
Yolanda Fern and Chris Fern sat across from her.
“All of Mr. Cheney’s shares, contracts, authorization letters, and whatnot are in the Cheney Group’s safe. You have the key and the password now; you can get them whenever you want.” Lilac Serval’s voice was soft, “I am not interested in these; just give me a sum of money, and I will leave.”
On the sofa, Yolanda Fern gently raised her eyelids.
She had changed into an autumn-red wool sweater, with a cream-colored shawl draped over her shoulders.
Her long hair fell around her, as she flashed a smile.
“Miss Serval is straightforward. This collaboration has been pleasant,” said Yolanda Fern. “I will give you a bank card with a complete sum.”
“If the sum is too small, I won’t do it either.” Lilac Serval laid back. “Do you mind if I smoke?”
Lilac Serval took the cigarette case from her pocket and lit a cigarette.
Surrounded by smoke, the woman was enchantingly playful.
Especially her eyes, they were massively seductive. A woman like her, she was nothing short of a femme fatale.
Even Yolanda Fern believed, it’s no wonder Sylvan Cheney couldn’t forget her.
Lilac Serval, she definitely has the resources that can make a man cling to her.
Perhaps, no man could resist such charm and beauty.
“Miss Serval, will you return to Landon in the future?” Yolanda Fern asked tentatively.
“Why would I return to Landon after I have money? I’d rather go have fun abroad,” Lilac Serval replied indifferently. “But, Miss Fern, is Mr. Cheney really dead? I’m afraid that if he’s not really dead, he will come looking for me.”
“Miss Serval, you have nothing to worry about. Even if he is not dead, he will be severely disabled. What’s there to worry about, right?” said Yolanda Fern. “All of Mr. Cheney’s possessions are within my grasp. How can he turn the tables now?”
Chris Fern raised his eyebrows, then said nonchalantly, “He made a will, leaving his property to you and Chale Cheney, so no one else is to blame.”
“Seems like I have good luck.” Lilac Serval smiled, “I bore a son three years ago.”
“Miss Serval, what are your plans for the future?” asked Yolanda Fern.
“I plan to settle abroad with the money, and don’t worry, I won’t cause you trouble again. This incident will remain our secret; I won’t disclose it,” replied Lilac Serval.
Lilac Serval took a puff, her lips curling up in an even more seductive manner.
The light spilled down, casting a light yellow glow on her.
Yolanda Fern didn’t say anything.
Lilac Serval laughed, “What’s wrong? Don’t you trust me? What danger can a woman like me with no real skills pose? I don’t have any feelings for Chale Cheney, and I don’t like kids. When I gave birth to Chale Cheney, it was purely to blackmail Mr. Cheney. Unfortunately, I had a car accident shortly afterward.”
Lilac Serval’s complexion was remarkably indifferent.