Yvette had already prepared a gift after agreeing to go to Fiona’s house.
When Lance went back, let the driver pick him up.
He and Yvette sat in the back, and neither of them said anything for a long time.
The driver is still a little uneasy.
Yvette used to always chatter and talk nonstop. Despite her casual listening, Lance always answered
questions and responded to every sentence. Everyone had grown accustomed to it.
So quiet suddenly.
Strangely unsettling.
They didn’t say anything, nor did the driver.
And so on to the residence of Fiona.
The area is not large for a single-family villa, but there are gardens in front and back, and the scenery
is spectacular.
Lance purchased the villa here as soon as the land was developed.
The nanny smiled and approached the door:
“You have arrived. Madam has been extremely busy.”
Lance nodded and motioned Yvette inside.
When Fiona saw Yvette’s friendly face, her smile transformed into a flower, which she liked very much.
She hugged and hugged before reluctantly letting go: “Why are you so thin, my darling?”
She grumbled as she looked at Lance.
“I don’t speak because I’m afraid of being beaten.” Lance shrugged.
It’s impossible to say she’s not thin, let alone thin.
It’s best if you keep your mouth shut.
Yvette smiled as she entered, her arms around her shoulders:
“I’m fine, Mom; do you like the silk scarf and perfume I gave you?”
She specifically chose it based on Fiona’s preferences.
Really.
When Fiona took it out, her eyes shone brightly.
“It’s the first time I’ve ever received such a thoughtful gift. It’s definitely smoking on my ancestor’s
grave!”
Yvette couldn’t stop laughing at her exaggerated appearance.
Lance: “…”
Yvette laughed as well, and the two of them resumed their previous intimate relationship the moment
they entered the door.
Aunty came out, smiling, after carrying it from the inside: “There is another soup on the way; it will be
ready soon; please wait.”
Fiona drew Yvette to a seat. “So, a few days ago, I went shopping and saw a few If the bag is
appropriate for you, I will purchase it and wait for you to arrive.”
“If you had said earlier, I would definitely come every day, so don’t feel bad about it.” Yvette said.
“What am I sorry about? Everything is fine with me. I’m willing to hand it over to you.”
“I called your mother, she is still in a meeting, she doesn’t have this kind of good luck, I’ll make an
appointment with her next time.” Fiona smiled.
Yvette gave a nod. Her trip today was not intended to be a typical family gathering.
Fiona has to say something.
Lance rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands, and assisted Fiona in serving the food.
It appears to be a significant difference.
Yvette gave it a quick glance before turning away.
When Fiona saw this, her heart froze for a moment, but her face quickly returned to normal, and she
smiled as she moved on to other topics.
Everyone sits at the table until the meal is ready.
The three of them clink their glasses and take a sip of wine.
Yvette talked and laughed with Fiona as if nothing had happened, while Lance remained silent.
Fiona looked at the two before putting down her chopsticks solemnly.
“Actually, I invited you to come here today because I have something to tell you.”
Yvette and Lance exchanged glances before putting down their chopsticks.
Lance gave a puzzled look: “What’s the matter, Mom?”
Fiona looked him in the eyes, pursed her lips, and said calmly:
“On Whitney.”
Lance’s face stiffened, and he opened his mouth to say What, but because Yvette was also present, he
didn’t.
Yvette was stunned for a moment before smiling and saying, “Isn’t she an ex-girlfriend? Is it worth such
a solemn start?”
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