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


    I ced 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 rxed.


    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.''ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    "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 exin 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


    *


    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 ck 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 toe home!"


    "Grandma!" Frank smiled, casually ncing at Luke and Lucas, and said with a smirk, "Whether I want toe 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 toe back, who would stop you?"


    "Oh?"


    Frank cocked his brows, ncing 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.


    The


    Lucas adjusted his sses and didn''t mind. "Frank, we''re both members of the Smith family. Why make things so awkward?" Frank didn''t take him seriously and spoke to Luke, "If he''s gone, I''ll take charge of reviving the Smith Group''s Al project."


    This meant that Lucas was out.


    The Smith family could save billions!


    For Luke, it was a highly profitable deal.


    After all, Lucas was just an illegitimate child. It didn''t really matter if he was around or not.


    Luke snorted, "How are you going to do that? Moreover, Lucas already has a way to continue with the project."


    Frank smirked. "What is he nning on doing?"


    "Cooperation with the RF Group."


    "I suppose Mr. Frost from the RF Group would like nothing more than to get rid of you right now," said Lucas.


    After all, stealing someone''s wife was no different from embarrassing them in public.


    Sessfully taking someone''s wife was like repeatedly embarrassing them in public every day.


    Ryan wouldn''t be able to tolerate this.