"Of course, I know him. He and I have known each other for many years."
Tiffany glared at Damian's departing figure, then turned around and smiled.
"Did he put in a good word for Leonard Group? Is that why you agreed to come and talk?"
Joye just asked, she didn't expect to get such a clear answer. "He didn’t put in a good word for Leonard Group. He put in a good word for you. We've known each other for many years and I have never heard him say anything good about a woman. Little sister, do you know what I mean?"
Joye patted Tiffany on her shoulder with a forced smile. "I think you’ve misunderstood something. I'm his sister-in-law."
"No, no, no, you no longer have this relationship with him ever since you divorced Shawn. Anything is possible now."
Joye was quiet.
She didn't want such a possibility.
Joye went back to the office with a stiff smile, but there was no happiness on her face.
"President, why aren't you happy to be able to cooperate with them?"
"When you thought it was your efforts that made you successful, but you found out that you succeeded because there was someone secretly helping you. Would you still be happy?"
"Are you talking about Yvon?"
Linda was stunned. She thought of what Tiffany said earlier and immediately understood.
"It’s fine, let's not talk about this. Now the most important thing is that they quickly design a new product and gain the market’s recognition.”
The stock price of Leonard Group could be sold based on good news, but a strong company was based on its performance in the market.
As for Yvon's help, it would be the weekend tomorrow. She would thank him properly when she saw him.
At 10 o'clock the next day, her phone vibrated. Joye peeked out from the quilt and grabbed her phone. When she picked it up, she saw Yvon’s name on the screen.
"Hello."
"I was worried that you didn’t get enough rest, so I didn't call you too early. Are you awake?"
A gentle and low voice came out, and her sluggish mind woke up.
"Have you arrived?
"I’m downstairs, but I'm not in a hurry."
Joye quickly got out of bed and walked to the window. She pulled the curtains open and saw a Jeep downstairs. Yvon was also looking up, so she smiled and waved her hand at him. "Give me ten minutes."
Hanging up the phone, she brushed her teeth and washed her face as fast as she could. Then she changed into comfortable sportswear and left the apartment.
"So fast? You were almost as fast as those soldiers in training."
"Don't joke around. I just don't like the feeling of waiting for others. I don't want others to experience what I don’t want to experience."
She had waited for so many years. She hoped that he would marry her and love her. She knew what kind of torture it was to wait.
Yvon was stunned at her reply and stopped talking about it. He smiled and opened the car door for her.
"Where are you taking me to?"
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