Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 270

Yash Building.

"President Quain, I sent someone to find Harvey and I found out that he had already been found by Heaton's people. In your opinion, will Heaton report the crime?"

Yanni's eyes turned cold, and he pursed his lips. "If he wants to report it, he would have already done so."

Dan frowned. Puzzled, he said, "President Quain, I really don’t understand why Ms. Joyce planned this car accident. Even if she fell into the sea and was separated from you for 10 years because of Heaton, she has returned now. Also... in my opinion, Ms. Joyce is very kind. Why would she kill Heaton ruthlessly?"

Loneliness flashed across Yanni's eyes, but quickly hid it. "Even if this was really done by Sammie, I won't put her in any danger."

After Dan left, Yanni immediately made a call to Heaton.

As the call was connected, Yanni said straightforwardly, "Let's meet."

Heaton did not decline. He readily agreed.

...

When Yanni arrived at Lucky Joy Pavilion, Heaton had already reached.

The environment was extremely peaceful, and the private room was quiet, suitable for people to have discussion and reminisce the old days.

Yanni took his seat and said, "Today, I didn't come here to talk about our past with you."

"I know. You want to threaten me."

Yanni's thin lips curved. "Heaton, you really know me well. If it wasn't for Sammie, maybe we're still best friends now. Since you understand the situation now, I don't want to talk in a roundabout way. Let Sammie go."

Carrying the teapot, Heaton poured tea for Yanni. With a low voice, he said, "I've come to see you, meaning I never thought about reporting it."

Yanni's eyes sank. "Do you want to use this event to get Sammie's forgiveness?"

Heaton raised his eyes and analysed Yanni, who was on the opposite side. "You know better than me. If she's Sammie, it's impossible for her to plan this car accident to kill me. Yanni, are you acting stupid or are you really stupid?"

Yanni drank the cup of tea in front of him. He got up and wanted to leave. "I've drunk the tea, and my goal is achieved. If President Fudd has nothing else, I'll make a move first. I have something to do."

As Yanni walked to the door of the private room, Heaton spoke quietly, "You know that she's not Sam."

Facing Heaton with his back, Yanni's body trembled slightly. He did not turn around. Clenching his fists, he took a deep breath and said, "Is it that important whether she's Sam or not? As long as she's her in my eyes, then that's enough."

"You're deceiving yourself."

"Heaton, you've never experienced how it feels to be separated from Verian for 10 years. You're not qualified to judge me."

Yanni strode out of Lucky Joy Pavilion.

...

In the Blue Precture Villa.

Lucy was carrying a watering can to water the flowers in the yard when a black Bentley drove in.

When Yanni got out of the car, Lucy was a little confused. Why did he get off work so early today?

As Yanni walked over to her, Lucy's cheeks turned red because he had an extremely scornful glance. Lucy lowered her eyes and asked, "Why did you come back so early today?"

"I suddenly miss you."

"... Huh?"

Lucy did not have time to react when her slender wrist was grabbed by Yanni to walk into the villa. "Don't water the flowers. Let's do something else."

"What?"