After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back by Riverflow

Chapter 835

Trisha's expression faltered slightly as she recalled what Yvonne had told her when she arrived.

Yvonne had said she needed to stay with her for a while and that if anyone came looking for her, she was to see no one and not let anyone meet with her.

It seemed Yvonne was hiding from Lucas.

Trisha knew her sister well enough to guess that Yvonne had likely done something to anger Lucas and was now seeking refuge with her.

Her expression wavered for just a couple of seconds before she replied calmly, "I'll pass the message along, but she's been taking care of Frederick and is quite exhausted. I hope she can rest a bit longer." After a brief pause, she asked, "Since you say you know where my son is, where is he now?"

Desmond smiled slightly. "As soon as Madam Yvonne returns to the Tudor household, you'll be informed of your son's whereabouts."

Trisha slammed her hand on the table. "You're threatening me!"

Desmond showed no fear. "I wouldn't dare. You've misunderstood, Mrs. Skyler. I have other matters to attend to. Please take your time to consider."

With that, he stood up and left.

Trisha's face turned a livid shade of anger. She took out her phone and dialed Yvonne.

"Hello, sis, what's wrong?" Yvonne's voice came through.

Trisha asked, "What exactly have you done? Lucas' people have come to me!"

them. They wouldn't dare make a move against the

did you do? You need to at

"Sis, just leave my business

closed her eyes for

ready to shield her younger sister at all costs, but what was the result? Yvonne wouldn't even tell her what she had done, and she continued hiding in the Skyler household, refusing to go

the Skyler family had fallen into the hands of that illegitimate child, Trisha's eyes

her younger son

dialed another number.

...

been staying

Lucas. Otherwise, she wouldn't be asking questions so suddenly. However, she believed that Trisha wouldn't hand her over. In this world, they were the only family each other

an hour later, the butler approached,

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I understand," Yvonne replied

the beauty salon and entered the private room, she saw Trisha. Yvonne smiled. "Sis,

been taking care of Frederick all this time;