The two walked out side by side. Lance paused when h e heard her words.
He nodded slightly.
"Yes, I don't like it. Don't be stressed about it and don’t think much about it. After all, I'm still a president. I’m afraid my staff will crush me to death if I commute to and from work with them!"
Yvette's head was buried very low. She felt like Lance was dissing her!
Forget it. He could do whatever he wanted since he had money.
Lance took her out to get something to eat. He met an acquaintance when paying the bill and went over to greet him.
Yvette was not interested, so she sat in the room and talked to Nicole on the phone.
Nicole asked, "Let's go shopping tomorrow?"
Yvette said, "No, I'm busy. I have to work."
Nicole said, "Did you take the wrong meds?"
Yvette said, "Nope. It's a long story."
Nicole asked, "Do you lack money?"
In everyone's eyes, Yvette only got serious about her work when Quimbey Corporation was in trouble or something big happened.
Yvette felt a little ashamed.
"Not for the time being, but I changed my job. I'm Lance's assistant now."
It took a long time before Nicole replied. "Oh-"
The sound was meaningful.
Yvette's face turned red.
She did not notice that the room door was being pushed open and thought that Lance had returned.
She hung up the call and stood up, planning to leave.
"Done already?"
The other party did not move.
She paused and looked up, then saw Sean Moore.
He looked much more sinister and gloomier. His features looked even colder and darker, and his eyes were bloodshot as he stared at her fiercely.
The emotions in his eyes were extremely complicated.
He just happened to see Lance when he was paying the bill and could not help but think of this woman.
Sean asked for Lance’s room number and tried his luck.
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