A Pleasant Surprise to a Dreadful Shock
Lance wanted to go see Yvette but did not get Iris’s answer.
Iris raised her eyes to look at him stiffly, as if she did not expect Lance to directly express his
preference for Yvette.
In the company, everyone knew that Yvette came in through the back door.
Furthermore, her relationship with Lance was somewhat unusual.
In an ordinary company, which president would patiently teach an assistant how to handle a project or
how to amend tables?
However, whatever Yvette did not know, she would either go straight to Hans or Lance to ask.
Hans was always strict with them, but for some reason, he explained some of the most basic problems
to Yvette patiently.
This showed that even the back door Yvette went through was unusual.
Although it was not brought up to the surface, rumors brewed privately.
As soon as Hans left, Yvette started to ask them when she encountered something she did not know
how to do.
However, how could other people get used to her?
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After Iris scolded her while taking advantage of a chance where she made a mistake in the formula of a
table, Yvette never asked them for advice again.
Now, Yvette should be able to see the difference between herself and everyone else, right? Yvette
would be ashamed of herself and get lost, right?
However, she did not.
Yvette went straight to Lance.
Lance was not at all annoyed and patiently taught her even when he was busy. He held her hand and
guided her on things they already knew long ago.
Iris dreamt of getting close to Lance and worked hard to make herself outstanding so that she could
stay here. Even if she was under Hans, her low-profile style where she did not cause trouble would
make it so she did not get criticized.
However, someone suddenly appeared and replaced her.
…..
Lance spoke up impatiently. “Where is Yvette’s room?”
Iris immediately snapped back to her senses. Her eyelashes quivered as she said, “I… I’m not sure.”
Lance looked away. His emotions were restrained, and his voice was low. “Go get my phone.”
He would not scold a subordinate in public.
This kind of matter should be handled by Hans.
Iris nodded with a pale face and looked at him tentatively. “Why don’t you get in the car first? I’ll go up
and find Yvette. I’ll tell her to come back with us later.”
Lance simply ignored her words and directly strode up the stairs, completely turning a deaf ear to her
words.
Iris’s expression became even more ugly.
She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.
Iris did not believe that her hard work and excellence would be defeated by Yvette.
Iris thought that she was the most suitable person to receive Lance’s care.
Nicole found Yvette’s room and knocked on the door. Yvette immediately poked her head out t
o open the door.
She was wrapped in only a bath towel. It looked like she had just finished taking a shower.
Nicole told Luca to wait outside and went in with the clothes,
“Ms. Quimbey, are you satisfied with these clothes?”
Yvette grinned and went up to her. “Of course, I am. Even if you buy me something that was from a
random store on the streets, I’d still be filled with so much gratitude that I could worship you!”
Then, Yvette snatched the items over and looked at the contents with delight.
Whether they looked good was another matter. The most important thing was that they were decent
enough to wear outside.
“What happened to your clothes?”
Nicole glanced around.
Yvette pouted. She lifted her chin and pointed in the direction of the bathroom.
“In the trash can inside. I threw them out.”
“What happened? How did you get your clothes so dirty? Didn’t Lance care about you? I saw him
entertaining guests downstairs…”
Yvette sighed and looked a little downcast:
“I called him but couldn’t get through since he didn’t pick up. My other colleague also didn’t answer my
calls. Maybe everyone’s just busy!”
Nicole frowned. “What about the resort staff?”
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