Ex-husband’s Regret (Ryan and Charlotte) novel Chapter 451

Chapter 451 

Even if I said more, she might still choose not to believe me and doubt Christine, her “biological daughter“. 

I placed the juice on the coffee table, picked up my bag, and said, “Ms. Jackson, sorry to disturb you today.” 

After Christine left the living room, Yasmin suddenly relaxed. 

The hatred in her heart surged again. 

However, as she calmed down, she felt something was off. She picked up her phone and called Joanne. 

“Joanne, see if you can find out if there were any grievances between Christine and Charlotte two years ago.” 

‘From the way Charlotte acted earlier, it didn’t seem like she just wanted to chat. It seemed more like a reminder of something.’ 

“Sure!” said Joanne. She then asked curiously, “What’s going on? Why the sudden need to look into this matter?” 

“I’m not sure yet.” 

Yasmin couldn’t explain it and continued, “Also, find out when Charlotte’s birthday is.” 

She couldn’t make sense of the connections at the moment. 

But her intuition told her to investigate. 

There was a brief silence on Joanne’s end before she responded, “I’ve 

checked. Her birthday is on the same day as Christine’s.” 

Joanne always checked the basic information of anyone who might have close contact with Yasmin. It was never a bad idea to know more. 

Yasmin was taken aback. “Same day?” 

“Yes.” 

Yasmin’s thoughts became increasingly chaotic, and she suddenly said, “Then 

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check where she was born.” 

“She’s from Nesax. Why check that?” 

“No.” Yasmin shook her head. “Her adoptive parents are from Nesax, but she was born in Jeswood.” 

“Joanne…” Yasmin’s tone became a bit heavier. “She’s Ben’s daughter!” 

In the evening, at the Smith family’s residence. 

Family dinners always made the house lively. 

Frank made a sudden stop with his black Pagani, skidding to a halt at the 

entrance. 

It seemed quite dramatic. 

As he got out of the car and appeared in the lobby, the harmonious atmosphere was shattered. 

Everyone had their own thoughts. 

Madam Smith was the happiest, grabbing Frank by the ear. “You little brat! You’re finally willing to come home!” 

“Grandma!” Frank smiled, casually glancing at Luke and Lucas, and said with a smirk, “Whether I want to come back is one thing; whether some people are willing to let me return is another.” 

“What are you talking about?” Luke was displeased. “This is your home. If you want to come back, who would stop you?” 

“Oh?” 

Frank cocked his brows, glancing at Lucas, and said casually, “Since this is my home, it’s fine if I make him leave, right?” 

This was his first time back home after he was set up two years ago. 

If an outsider who didn’t know what was going on was present. They would 

think that Frank was the boss of the house. 

As usual, he was arrogant and domineering. 

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