<b>Chapter 188 </b>


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    After letting the visitor in, the butler went to inform Owen, who was puttering his nts in the backyard. He used tock the energy for this, but now that his health had improved, he wanted to do everything himself–even raising yellow chicks.


    Once he was done tending to his nts, he grabbed a handful of grain and went to feed the yellow chicks.


    A dozen or so little yellow chicks were penned in one area, busily pecking at the scattered grain.


    He nned to raise these little yellow chicks until they were plump and healthy, then make a nourishing soup for Shermaine.


    The butler approached respectfully and said, “Mr. York, um… Ms. Sarah York has returned.”


    Upon hearing the name, Owen paused. “So she really came back?”


    “You knew?” the old butler asked.


    “She told Jenny,” said Owen.


    Jenny was the fifth youngdy of the York family.


    Jenny was attending university overseas. She came back during the holiday, but only stayed for a couple of days before iming she had ns with friends and taking off again.


    Jenny had originally nned to meet Shermaine, but Shermaine had already gone to Xenhall with Joshua on the third day of holiday, so she couldn’t see her.


    Then Jenny took off traveling again, saying her great–aunt hade to see her and told her she’d be making a trip back to Wallington.


    Now that she was back in the country, where else could she go but the York family?


    After all, her ex–husband’s ce wasn’t her home anymore.


    Owen finished feeding the chicks. “I bet she’s back because of ck River Company,” he muttered.


    The Wright family behind ck River Company seemed to have kin in every sphere of power.


    Word was, Jameson tried to get Shermaine to dissuade Joshua from going after the Wrights for the sake of 3,000 million dors, but Shermaine t–out refused.


    The head of the Wright family, Mr. Wright, had six daughters. Each married into a powerful family, but the youngest daughter definitely made the best match–her husband, Johansen, was the second son of Sarah’s current husband.


    Now that ck River Company had been cornered by their own heir and was struggling to stay afloat, they could only rely on others to mediate and help.


    After all, once a girl was married off, she was no longer part of her birth family. Without the lure of 3,000 million dors, none of those families would risk offending the York family–or Joshua–for the Wrights.


    After all, ck River Company made its money through shady means.


    Owen thought, ‘But why would Sarah go out of her way to defend ck River Company, even traveling all this way back? Could the temptation of 3,000 million dors really be that great?‘


    Owen decided to let Joshua investigate Bynes finances.


    “Go attend to the guest, I’ll go upstairs to change,” Owen instructed.


    “<b>Right </b>away, sir,” replied the old butler.


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    The car stopped in front of the mansion. Without a moment’s hesitation, Sarah stepped right inside, as if she’d never left.


    Immediately to the left was a reception room.


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    A grand piano stood nearby. She was about to head further inside when the old butler politely stopped her. “Miss, please sit here. Mr. York will be down shortly,” he said.


    Sarah was clearly displeased to be shown only to a side parlor–the kind reserved for ordinary guests. Still, after decades away from the York family, she wondered, ‘Does my elder brother even consider me his sister anymore?‘ If possible, she still hoped to see her grandnephew, Joshua.


    The York family wasrge and thriving, but without a doubt, Joshua had always been her favorite. Back in those days, she had truly doted on him.


    Sarah settled onto the sofa. “Bring me a cup of coffee,” she ordered.


    “One moment please.”


    After changing upstairs, Owen took out his phone and texted Joshua: “Have someone look into the Bynes, your great–aunt’s inws.”


    After giving his instructions, he made his way downstairs at a measured pace.


    From dawn till dusk, Trance kept eating.


    The exquisite cuisinepletely took his mind off his heartbreak.


    He devoured a meatball in one bite.


    Trance waspletely absorbed in the delicious food, his earlier heartbreak momentarily forgotten.


    Seeing Trance drenched in sweat as he ate, Shermaine handed him a tissue. “Here, wipe your face,” she said.


    “Thanks, Sheary,” he replied.


    However, while dining with Jason, Natalie secretly snapped a photo of the scene with her phone. Seeing the picture, she smirked, then immediately contacted a paparazzi and sent it over.


    Jason didn’t stop her. After setting down her phone, Natalie said, “Jason, help me delete the historyter.”


    Jason, mouth full of food, just grunted in response.


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