Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 109

Chapter 109 Going to Find Sweety 

“How long?” I pressed, my patience wearing thin. 

“Half an hour!” came a deep, resonant voice from behind us. 

Maxwell and I both spun around to see the man behind us. I frowned, blurting out, “Liam!” 

Liam’s eyebrows lifted when I called out his name. A wry smile crossed his face, which looked a lot like Idris’s. “What’s going on? Iddy just went in for his meds. and won’t be out for a bit. If something’s up, you can tell me.” 

I stared at the face that was so much like Idris’s, struggling to find my words. Liam was a Young that was just a few months older than Idris. He had spent years. abroad handling the family’s business, only coming home for holidays or big family celebrations. 

He was back now for Madam Young’s birthday party, along with his dad. 

When I did not speak, Liam’s smile softened. “What is it? Can’t talk about it here? 

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head slightly, taking a deep breath. “No, it’s just that even if I told him, you might not be able to lend a hand.” 

He quirked up an eyebrow, his l*ps curving into a half–smile. “Fair point. But Iddy just went inside, and it looks like it’ll be a bit before he’s out. I think you’ll have to hang tight for a while.” 

I gave a small nod and inhaled softly. 

Turning to Maxwell, I instructed, “Head over to Scott Corporation and look for Marcus. Tell him to send someone to check out the southern district for any suspicious casinos, particularly any fancy ones that have been buzzing lately.” Maxwell’s brow creased in concern. “What’s going on? You’re suddenly interested in casinos?” 

I explained to him once more about the fear that Sweety might have been taken by Noah. He paused, a look of surprise crossing his face. “Why are you bringing this up now? How much time has passed?” 

Last night was a whirlwind, with more happening than I could have ever expected. 

We did not say anything more, turning on his heel and hurrying out of the 

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emotions and misplace my own child. 

At this point, all I could wish for was Sweety’s safety. If anything else happened to her, I honestly would not know what to do. 

“Yvette?” Liam’s voice pulled me from my thoughts, his tone low and gentle. 

I quickly brushed away my tears, a bit flustered, and faced him. “Liam, what… what’s up?” 

He looked at me, a hint of confusion in his eyes. “You’re looking for Noah?” 

I nodded, meeting his gaze with a puzzled look. “You know Noah?” 

Liam gave a slight nod and a warm smile. “A few years back, Young Corporation spearheaded a bunch of projects in Lake City. I got to know him through that. You’re looking for a casino, right? I’m aware of a spot down south, but it’s pretty exclusive–only the high rollers and VIPs get in.” 

His words caught me off guard, and I quickly asked, “Could you give me the address?” 

He seemed unsure for a second before he met my gaze. “Tell you what, I’ll take you there myself. I might be able to lend a hand.” 

His offer was unexpected. In the two years I had been married to Idris, I had barely seen Liam, let alone had a real conversation with him. Beyond the basic hellos and how–do–you–dos, we had not really connected.