Yvette did not refuse. She was now at an impasse with Lance not because of Whitney. It was because
of the Cali business trip.
However, Lance liked to mix up the two matters. Lance’s office.
Lance sat on the sofa and pointed to the opposite side, looking like he was ready to negotiate.
“Let’s sit and talk.”
Yvette sat there, but she did not start the conversation.
The assistant outside sensed a cold tension between Lance and Yvette. Out of curiosity, the assistant
brazenly went into the office to deliver coffee.
The originally calm Lance suddenly had bloodshot eyes. He coldly yelled, “Get out!”
The assistant was so scared that he left in a hurry. Yvette looked at Lance, who rarely loses his temper,
and suddenly laughed.
Lance looked at her coldly.
“What are you laughing at?”
Yvette said, “You wanted to yell at me instead, right?”
Lance wrinkled his eyebrows. Yvette did not give him a chance to speak.
“I really want to go, and it’s not because I’m mad at you. I want to try it out myself to see how far I can
go without you guys’ protection.”
Lance was silent for a moment. He raised his eyes to look at her.
“You can go elsewhere D:JIM5SY manage other projects. Just take your pick. Do you think that Cali is
a joke? Don’t you know how dangerous it is there?!”
Yvette pursed her lips and looked at him with arched eyebrows, which made Lance’s words stuck in his
throat.
Lance rubbed his forehead and took a deep breath. “Are you still blaming me? If I’d known that she
was that kind of person, I’d never have let her appear in front of us. I really...”
Seeing Lance’s helpless and pained look, Yvette stepped forward and gently hugged him.
Lance was stunned but he quickly reached out to pull her into his arms and held her tighter. “Yvette, if
you blame me for that, go ahead and hit me or scold me. Just don’t say that you’re leaving. Just be
frank with me if I’m at fault, okay?”
His voice was hoarse and helpless.
Lance sounded like he was truly afraid of losing Yvette.
He could clearly feel the change in Yvette in just two days.
This made him panic. He felt lost and afraid, and he did not know what to do.
He had never felt like this before.
Yvette patted his shoulder. Her voice was very soft.
“Actually, you didn’t do anything wrong. You’re just unlucky. I was initially quite angry when I heard your
conversation with her in the stairway.”
Lance paused and slowly let go of Yvette. “You heard it? You left before the conversation ended?”
Yvette nodded.
Sure enough, if Yvette had listened to the whole conversation, she would not be so angry. However,
who could be blamed for that?
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