Her Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 477

Chapter 477 The ‘Truth’ Is Revealed

After Yvonne arrived at Southcon Enterprise, she checked in with the receptionist, who took her to the president’s office. She rapped smartly on the door, and a muffled voice permitted her to enter after a while.

Her hand hovered over the door handle. She swallowed nervously before pushing the door open and entering the office. “Ugh …”

Conrad slouched in the executive chair and was coughing uncontrollably. Conrad looked flustered when he saw Yvonne entering the office. He hastily stowed away the medicine boxes on the table into the drawer.

In his haste, he accidentally knocked over a box of medicine, and it clattered noisily on the floor. Yvonne, who just happened to walk over, picked up the box when she spotted it.

The box was labeled ‘Soranib’. The label further explained, ‘This product is used for treating inoperable or distant metastatic hepatocellular carcinoma.’ “How dare you touch my things?!”

Conrad lunged over and snatched the box away from Yvonne. He stuffed it into a drawer and slammed it shut. A loud bang resounded in the office.

He shot Yvonne a glare. “Aren’t you just here to hand over the check? You can leave if you’ve done what you came to do.”

Then, he smoothly picked up a document on the table and pretended to read it. He had no intention of entertaining Yvonne.

Yvonne felt the discomfort in her heart swell when she saw his agitated outburst. She had known him for such a long time and had never seen him in the throes of such a violent temper. Furthermore, the look of panic on his face was not an act. “Does he really have … cancer?”

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. A secretary stepped into the office and said, “President Kings, the meeting has begun.”

“All right. I’ll be there in a moment.”

Conrad placed the document back on the desk. Then, he stood up and said, “If you’ve delivered the check, please leave. As you can see, I’m very busy. I have no time to idle chatter.”

He strutted out of the office and headed for the conference room.

Inside the office, Yvonne stood frozen in the same spot. She was instantly besieged by a swirl of emotions that she couldn’t even begin to identify.

She was wholly frazzled as her thoughts felt like a ball of yarn. She had no idea what to make of everything that had just happened.

She was in love with Conrad, and the sudden terrible news stunned her. She was suddenly overwhelmed by a sharp flare of despair.

Her reverie was interrupted by yet another series of knocks on the door.

The door opened, and a woman peeked into the office.

Click, clack, click, clack.

Her high heels clicked on the floor tiles as she stepped into the office. “Where’s President Kings?”

“Ah, h-he’s gone to the meeting,” sputtered Yvonne.

The woman who just stepped in was the chief secretary. Therefore, it was only natural that she recognized Yvonne. “Ah, it’s you, Miss Spencer. Why don’t you sit down for a while? Would you like a drink? Some coffee? Tea?”

The chief secretary arranged three thick folders on Conrad’s desk.

Yvonne stole a quick glance and noticed that they were insurance documents.

Her heart pounded with trepidation, so she blurted the first drink that came to mind, “Umm … if it’s not too much trouble, do you have any grounded coffee?”

“Why, of course.”

“Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it, Miss Spencer.” The chief secretary briskly walked out of the office.

After Yvonne ensured that the door was closed shut, she hurriedly grabbed the insurance documents.

She initially thought it was the insurance Conrad had bought for her. Alas, her worst fears were confirmed when she opened the folder. It was a life insurance plan that Conrad had bought for himself, and he had listed Yvonne as the beneficiary.

In that instant, tears suddenly welled in her eyes as she began to accept the reality that he was truly ill.

She turned her attention to the second insurance contract.

It was an accident insurance. The insurance insured both Yvonne and Ian for ten million dollars.

The insurance even had both their ID numbers.

Yvonne sighed as she continued to read the third document. It was a profit-sharing policy for Ian.

The amount insured was another ten million.