My Wife Is A Seer

The baby bracelet was Helena’s accompanying token!

Not wanting her to go out looking for her family, Emily deliberately lied to her and said there was nothing. In fact there was, this baby bracelet was on her tiny wrist at the time.

The bracelet was braided with red cord.

A sterling silver pendant hung in the centre.

The pendant was in the shape of a three-dimensional heart and was the size of a thumb cap.

On the front of the pendant was a ‘baby Buddha’ design and on the reverse was a ‘lotus flower’ design. At the base of the lotus flower were two tiny words that could only be read with a magnifying glass: Reeva!

“Reeva ” was the name Helena’s biological parents gave her.

Emily was quite dismissive: “What’s the use of having a name? It’s the greatest evil of being a parent not to raise the kid.”

There was also a note inside the wooden box.

Afraid that the paper would not keep well, Emily had it specially plasticised. Now 24 years had passed and the note was still new, the handwriting on it as clear as ever, detailing Helena’s birth date.

“I didn’t destroy any of your things. But I still had that idea that I didn’t want you to go looking for your family. Helena, if they were trustworthy people, they wouldn’t have left you in the weeds to fend for yourself. You’re 24 now and you can live just as well without your biological parents, so why do you have to go and give yourself a hard time?”

Helena drove her car aimlessly.

She didn’t know where she was going or what she was going to do.

Was that old man still alive? Was that bush still there? If she found it, could she still ask for clues from the local area? Suddenly a black car kept hitting hers like crazy.

She hastily turned to the right, braked and stopped.

The black car stopped close behind and a man in black sunglasses got out of the passenger seat and knocked on her window.

Fearing an underhanded attack, she lowered the window a little, just enough to hear his voice: “Excuse me, Miss Yip, our old master would like to have a chat with you, I wonder if it’s okay for you.”

Helena was confused.

The man in black sunglasses continued, “Miss Yip, you are the woman who is valued by the Mr. Jasper. Our Old Master is the Mr. Jasper’s grandfather, so he will not harm you, please don’t worry, Miss Yip.”

Helena was surprised: Jasper’s grandfather wanted to see her? Why?

She followed the black car to the Howard’s.

Spencer was waiting for her in the back garden, his spirits high at the age of eighty or so and his eyes shining. He was well dressed, not sloppily dressed because of his age, he was very neatly dressed, a suit with not even a crease visible.

Helena stood in front of him and called out respectfully, “Good day, Grandpa!”

Spencer surveyed her: she looked a little different from what he had imagined.

In his imagination, she should be a fox demon, with a charming face. But here she was, with a good complexion, decent features and generous eyebrows. She stood with a straight back and her tone was unassuming and polite. The first time she came over she had fear in her heart, but it did not show on her face, she just quietly pinched the edge of her coat with her fingertips.

She had reasons to make a man’s heart ache!

He reached out and pointed across the table, “Sit!”

Helena sat opposite him and took the cup of tea he handed her with both hands, “Thank you, grandpa!” She turned slightly sideways, took a sip of tea and sat upright again, looking at him graciously, “Why do you want to see me, Grandpa?”

“I want to talk to you about Jasper.” Spencer thought he would hate her, but the more he looked at her now, the less he did. She was pretty, but not in a fawningly pretty way, but in a very well-behaved way, with absolutely no element of annoyance to him. She had been born at the wrong time, she shouldn’t have been born at the same time as Reeva, and she couldn’t steal a man from Reeva.

Helena, however, did not understand what he meant: “What did you want to talk to me about him?”Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

She said this with her mouth, but in her heart she was silently uttering: [I’ve only known Jasper for a short while, I’m not that familiar with him yet. Doesn’t Grandpa find the wrong person?]

Spencer was aggressive: “Jasper was born into the Howard family and came with a mission. He has a total of two missions in his life. The first: to inherit and carry forward the Howard family.”

Helena wanted to ask: what about the second? She was curious as to what his second mission was!

Spencer continued: “The Howard family is extraordinary. If he wants to inherit and carry forward the Howard family, he must have had enough of trials and tribulations. I have been very hard on him, and since he was a child he has never missed a class, never missed work or left early. Even during the New Year holidays, he would work overtime on time to attend to the company’s business. Yet after he met you, he did not go to the office for ten days, not take care of company business for ten days.”

Helena did not take a position, but her face sank.

Seeing that, Spencer proceeded to be aggressive: “Miss Yip, do you think, as a candidate heir, it’s appropriate for him to do this? Is it appropriate for him not doing his job but indulging in women?”

Helena was not happy, her eyes raised, said in a sharp tone: “Grandpa’s words are a bit too much, he doesn’t have three wives and four concubines, why do you say that he is indulging in women? At his age, he is still young and vigorous, so what is wrong with having a few female companions around him? If having female companions is an addiction to women, then what is not an addiction to women, Grandpa? To become a monk?”

Spencer choked: Was that what he meant? He was telling her to go away!

Helena continued, “He didn’t work for ten days, may I ask, when he didn’t work for ten days, was the company still around? Did the company ever happen to go bankrupt because he didn’t work?”

“……”

“All you can see is that he is not working and you can’t see that he is a successful and elite person? He has perfected the company’s systems, has developed a mature team, and the company can function even if he is not there. Is he at fault?”

“……”

“Grandpa, you should be relieved, not indiscriminately angry. Whether a company is functioning properly depends on whether it has the ability to resist pressure. If the company goes into chaos when Jasper is away, seriously, such a company could have been sold earlier so as not to cause lose.”

Spencer was angry.

What she said was so harsh: What bankruptcy? What sell out? What losing money? Blah, blah, blah!

He heavily put down his teacup: “Helena, no matter how good you say it, you can’t possess Jasper. Jasper had a marriage contract a long time ago, and his fiancée is Reeva Bates. Reeva Bates is the only granddaughter of the Bates family, understand?”