Lance spoke decisively.
He did not drag his feet, and he was not sympathetic or indecisive like the day before.
Whitney's face turned pale.
"Is our past that embarrassing? You promised to marry me and even said that marriage doesn't matter to you..."
Her words were almost incoherent.
Lance coldly interrupted her.
"You know full well that our past was nothing. Even if it wasn't you back then, I’d still say the same thing. I didn't say that because of you."
Whitney's body swayed, and her face was
glum.
Her eyes were bloodshot as she held back her tears.
"I accompanied you through your toughest time. I don’t believe that you'll forget that."
Lance's eyes turned colder.
"I could get through that time because of myself, not because you turned around the situation for me. Don't think so highly of yourself."
Whitney sucked in a breath, finally realizing that Lance had changed.
Actually, he did not change.
Lance used to be more lenient toward women, but here he was, refuting her wishful thinking one sentence at a time.
Unlike before, Lance did not take anything she said to heart and laughed it off.
It was as if he liked her, but he did not.
Now, he wanted to break it off with her.
Whitney saw this clearly. Although they were together, it was because of her initiative.
He would have been the same way if it was another person.
Who was this man who was not bothered to know about his female companions?
He was not affectionate enough, nor was he promiscuous.
He just did not care.
Back then, Whitney left because Lance was slow to mention marriage even after he passed the tough time in his career.
She wanted to advance further, so she took the opportunity given by Lance's mother to
take a step back.
Her motive was to get his attention and to make him realize her importance.
Lance's tone was indifferent.
"You can keep the money you took from my mother, and the company will also compensate you for your dismissal. You should find a new job."
After saying that, he left and looked at the assistant, who was standing dumbfounded next to him.
"Go and find out whose elevator card she used to get up here. That person doesn’t have to come up here in the future.”
The assistant's expression changed as he thought, 'She even dragged others down with her?'
He walked over and reached out. "Ms. Locke
Ordinary employees did not have access to the top-floor office unless they had a director's elevator card or the assistant's special access card.
Without Lance and Yvette's instructions, how could the assistant give Whitney special access?
However, Whitney was standing there, which meant that she took a certain director’s card.
This director was in trouble.
Whitney’s face turned pale. She threw the card at the assistant and left.
What a big temper!
The assistant bent down to pick the card up. He took a look at the name and put it away...
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