Upstairs.
Yvette looked at the table full of snacks in front of Nicole and clicked her tongue a few times.
"Ms. Stanton, your treatment is completely different from every guest. It's like we're serving the royal family!"
Nicole patiently took a piece of mochi and tasted it. This dessert store's custom-made snacks have always been her favorite.
Yvette did not try to fool her with anything else.
Nicole did not make this trip in vain.
Nicole glanced at her. "The royal family? You’re the princess here. What did you say to Lance just now?"
Yvette was stunned. She was seen through by Nicole.
That little smart alec.
"How did you know?"
"Do you really need to ask?" Nicole pursed her lips." I've never seen you hold back your anger. Where did your prowess go?"
Yvette paused and sighed.
"I wasn't trying to hold back, but there weren't any serious consequences, so I didn’t want to make a big deal out of it."
Nicole gnashed her teeth. "Don’t be stupid. You're a master at identifying b*tches. Can’t you tell that she was messing with you? If something serious actually happened, you won't even be able to cry. You'd want to kill her whole family!"
Yvette pouted. "You and Lance are the same. He said that too, almost verbatim."
Nicole said, "At least he has a conscience and didn't try to brush this matter off. Otherwise, I'd be worried that you'd die of frustration in the future."
Yvette sat down next to Nicole, made herself a cup of coffee, and spoke with a smile.
"How could that be? Our wedding will be in a few days, and everyone will know that I'm Mrs. Sheldon. How would anyone in the company dare to look down on me again? Just let them regret it and then rush to flatter me later!"
Yvette frowned. "Normal? You don't know how to do those too?"
Nicole could not help but laugh. "I know how, but it's normal for you. When I studied abroad in France, 1 started at the bottom at Cyndro International. The person who took me in was Asher Sullivan. He looks good, but he only has two requirements for his subordinates."
Yvette was surprised. "What were they?"
"Either compete for achievements using beauty or ability.”
Nicole chuckled and shook her head. "When he first told me that and implied that I didn't have to work so hard, I instantly understood what he meant."
"What the hell. You met someone like that?"
Yvette cursed indignantly.
Nicole raised her brows. "That's commonplace in the workforce. That's why I had nothing good to say about Asher when he appeared some time ago. Just think of how unlucky it is for a newcomer to encounter such a boss when she first enters the workplace!"
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