Are You Skipping Work?
It was a large vacation resort, so it was impossible that there was not a single attendant around.
Yvette shrugged. “My colleague said that she would call someone for me, but no one came. M y phone
broke and I just finished showering, so I couldn’t let others come either. That’s why.”
Nicole frowned and pondered as she watched Yvette go inside while holding the clothes.
A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.
“Luca?”
Nicole asked
Luca said, “Yes, Ms. Stanton. Mr. Sheldon wants to see Ms. Quimbey.”
Nicole rolled her eyes. Even without thinking, she knew that this matter today had something to do with
Lance.
Yvette suffered injustice but did not notice it herself.
However, as a bystander, Nicole knew very well.
Yvette was set up by someone.
“No. Tell him to get lost.”
Nicole spoke unceremoniously.
The two people outside were stunned.
Luca calmly relayed Nicole’s words to Lance.
“No. Get lost.”
Luca did not bother to reword it to make it sound more euphemistic and tactful.
Lance was stunned for a moment before walking up and knocking on the door to speak personally
“Ms. Stanton, I’m Lance. I only want to see how Yvette is doing. If it’s inconvenient, please just tell her
that I’ll wait for her downstairs.”
Although Yvette had a temper, she never held a grudge overnight. She would forget about it i n the blink
of an eye.
Lance knew that very well, so he was sure that refusing to see him was Nicole’s decision alone, not
Yvette’s.
Nicole laughed softly and ignored him. She sat there and waited for Yvette to come out?
Fortunately, the people outside were tactful enough not to continue knocking on the door.
Yvette changed her clothes and even blow-dried her hair. She walked out looking fresh and sharp.
She twirled around with a smile. “You haven’t worn these clothes even once before, right? The price tag
is still attached! You’re slimmer, so it’s a little tight on me, but it’s still decent!”
There was no hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes.
Nicole laughed. “As long as you’re satisfied, Ms. Quimbey.”
It was a black and white dress and looked cool and domineering. It was very suitable for Nicole’s style.
Yvette was more voluptuous, so she looked sexier when she wore it.
Nicole paused and lifted her chin. “Mr. Sheldon is waiting for you at the door.”
She was not the type to instigate things.
However, Yvette refused to say how she got her clothes dirty. There was definitely something going on.
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