Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 160

Chapter 160 Madam Young’s Prison Visit 

As Mr. Zachary counted out pills, he answered, “Madam Young had him tied up with some business.” 

I smiled lightly. “Oh, something to do with Young Corporation? Idris has been up to his ears in work too, lately.” 

Mr. Zachary, who had been with the Youngs forever, picked up on my probing even through the small mind talk. He paused, meeting my eyes with a hint of concern. “Madam, is there something on your you want to ask me?” 

His question caught me off–guard, and I hesitated, but I went for it, “Mr. Zachary, has grandma run into some trouble with Moore recently?” 

He knitted his brows, lost in thought for a moment before he spoke up, “So, you’ve picked up on the tension between Ms. Scott and Madam Young, huh?” 

I nodded, “I’ve been swamped with work at Scott Corp and haven’t had much time to check in on grandma. I’m out of the loop. Last time I bumped into her and Moore at the diner, they were clearly at odds. And with grandma’s over–the–top reaction today, I just had to ask–did something go down recently?” 

Mr. Zachary gave a small nod, pausing before he replied, “Madam Young’s never been a fan of Ms. Scott, that’s old news. They haven’t had a blowout or anything, but about a month back, Madam Young dragged Charles with her for a trip to Southern City Jail.” 

The jail? 

I raised an eyebrow, caught off guard, “What was Grandma doing at the jail?” What did that have to do with her visit there? 

Mr. Zachary cracked a slight smile, “Beats me. All I got was something Charles let sl*p about visiting an old buddy, someone with the name Lanier.” 

Lanier? 

“Hey, do me a solid and take these meds up with you, will you? I need to swing by the cafe and whip up some light eats for Madam Young,” Mr. Zachary said as he handed me the bag of medicines, his smile still in place as he headed out. 

Medicines in hand, my mind was still racing with the conversation. Grandma went to the jail a month ago to meet someone named Lanier? 

Jail. 

Lanier. 

Noah. 

The only person who could possibly link the two was Noah, and to top it off, Moore was expecting 

Noah’s baby. 

Why on earth did Madam Young want to see Noah? 

Was there some kind of secret between them? 

The whole thing was too much to wrap my head around, so I decided to let it go and not overthink it. 

After leaving Madam Young’s hospital room, where a bunch of visitors had just trickled out, it was already hitting dinner time. Idris had made reservations at a restaurant and invited everyone to join. 

Mom had never been one for crowds, especially since Dad was gone. Plus, her visit to Madam Young was more about paying back a favor for the time Madam Young bailed out Scott Corporation in a bind. She was never really keen on Idris, so she was not about to hang around him more than necessary. 

She gave me a few parting words before getting ready to head out.