The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife

Chapter 184 Everyone Is Pretending To Be Little Flower

Julian glanced at her and smiled deeply. "For sure. You're Isa's sister. It's not a big deal based on my relationship with her."

Yvonne's smile froze all of a sudden.

It seemed like the reason why Julian agreed to meet her was because of Isabelle.

If Isabelle knew that, she would be extremely smug about it.

Yvonne sneered. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

Why should Julian treat Isabelle differently?

Was it because Julian thought that Isabelle was the young girl he knew in the past?

If that was the case, Yvonne could do such a thing too, given that Isabelle was able to do so.

All of those things should belong to her, including Julian's admiration, valuable gifts, and their parents' adoration.

Yvonne grabbed her bag tightly. She then smiled at Julian. “Mr. Shaw, you do appreciate the friendship you had when you were young.”

“That's for sure." Julian’s eyes deepened. "In fact, Isa was my only friend at that time."

Yvonne averted her gaze. "Mr. Shaw, have you ever doubted that... that young girl is actually someone else?"

Julian seemed to be deep in thought. "Is that so?

Actually, I thought that Isabelle's character did not resemble that young girl much. That young girl was optimistic and lively. But Isabelle is gentle and quiet. Compared to her, I feel that you resemble that young girl more. But people change. Isabelle came to our rendezvous place after twenty years. She even managed to mention the things which happened between us. It should be her. I can't be wrong.”

Yvonne's eyes brightened at that as she listened to Julian.

'Did he just confess that he admires my characteristics more compared to Isabelle?'

She suppressed the joy which she felt and calmed herself down. She spoke seriously, "Actually, I don't know whether I should tell you about it since Isabelle i s my younger sister. But I cherish that childhood moment very much just like you, Mr. Shaw. So..." 1

Yvonne gritted her teeth. "I asked you out today because I want to tell you the truth regarding what happened that year!"

"Is that so?" Julian remained calm but raised his eyebrows slightly.

Yvonne signed softly and looked rather solemn about i t.

“Actually, Isa lied to you. She's not the real Little

Flower."

Julian narrowed his eyes all of a sudden.

The truth?

What did Yvonne mean?

Isabelle was indeed not Little Flower.

Could it be...

Julian squinted his eyes and pretended to be calm as h e took a sip of his coffee.

He planned to start with Yvonne just to make Isabelle jealous. Then, he wanted to see whether he could gain the truth from Yvonne.

Now it seemed like his plan was working well.

He did not hold such high hopes that Yvonne would tell him the truth honestly since Yvonne was

Isabelle's sister. He just wanted to see Yvonne making mistakes, and it would indeed help his investigation if there were some kind of flaws in their schemes.

But it seemed like he did not have to investigate it now given that Yvonne decided to tell him the truth directly.

Julian still felt that it was slightly unbelievable.

Yvonne looked at Julian and said sadly, "Mr. Shaw, I’m not going to hide the truth from you now. Isa did

indeed lie to you. She's not Little Flower, but... I am!" 1

Yvonne appeared serious.

Julian coughed and spat out the coffee in his mouth directly.

Was Yvonne Little Flower?

How could she think of such a thing?

"Mr. Shaw, what's wrong with you?" Yvonne asked in concern.

Julian suppressed his desire to burst into laughter. He forced himself to calm down and said solemnly," Yvonne, don’t talk nonsense. Isa knew every detail I had with Little Flower when we spent time together in the past. If she’s not Little Flower, how does she know about it?”

"Oh!" Yvonne did not notice the change in Julian. She signed and continued, "I'm her sister. I always told her the things which happened between us at that time. She remembered it distinctly. I never thought that... She went and pretended to be me after that!" 1

Yvonne appeared greatly upset. "I only have one sister. Since young, I never have what Isa has. I’m always tolerant toward her. But she snatched you away with plots and schemes this time around. At first, I planned to suffer quietly, but Little Leaf..."

Then, Yvonne looked at Julian passionately. "You're s o important to me. I suffered great pain for the past few days. But I made up my mind that I could let Isa have everything else except you. I cannot let her have

you. No way."

Unknowingly, Julian felt slightly amused when he listened to Yvonne.

Little Flower was such a good pawn, and she could be manipulated as one pleased...

Julian coughed once and said, "How can you prove yourself? After all, there is no proof.”

Yvonne said rather anxiously, "Mr. Shaw, I'm indeed Little Flower. If you don’t believe me, just ask me what happened when we were young. I can answer every question you have for me.”

Could Yvonne do the same thing and answer his questions too?

Julian seemed to be thinking about something now. H e asked her, "I gave a birthday present to Little Flower when it was her birthday. What was that present?"

Yvonne paused for a short while. She tried her best to think about it.

Then, she was suddenly enlightened and said, "I remember it now. It was a piece of mud you made by yourself!"

Looking at Yvonne's response, Julian seemed to be rather interested.

'Interesting.’

"Then what was the game which we always played?"

Julian continued his inquiry.

Yvonne was quiet for a longer period of time this time around.

After five minutes, she appeared unsure of herself and looked at Julian. "Twenty-four points?"

Julian narrowed his eyes.

After those two questions, Yvonne’s response made him feel that she did not have such memories in her mind. It appeared like she was a primary school pupil, having memorized the contents of the textbook and trying her best to recall it.

Julian's heartbeat quickened all of a sudden.

If Yvonne had such a textbook, then did it mean that Isabelle had such a textbook too?

It seemed highly probable.

But Isabelle was a good and cunning schemer. She would act more naturally.

However, Yvonne was clearly much more stupid than her sister. She would definitely give herself away when she was confronted.

It was true indeed. He felt that he had made the right choice to start with Yvonne.

Julian smiled softly. "Other than Little Leaf and Little Flower, we gave each other nicknames. What was that?" "Is there any other nickname?" Yvonne was stunned.

"Have you forgotten about it? It was an important thing. Little Flower would certainly never forget about that," Julian said purposefully.

“Let me think about it..." Yvonne thought about it for around ten minutes. Then, she became rather pale, and she got up. "Mr. Shaw, I feel sick all of a sudden. Excuse me, I'm going to the washroom."

"Sure." Julian nodded and Yvonne went to the washroom immediately.

The minute she left, Julian nodded to a woman. The woman then followed behind Yvonne quietly in the cafe.