Although Yvette was exposed for faking her cooking skills, she did not feel any guilt at all since she spent money to treat her guests to food.

Nicole and Clayton finished their meal, and Yvette was almost done drinking.

Yvette was slightly tipsy, and her face was slightly red.

Clayton packed up the items and called the private restaurant for them to come and pick up the cutlery. Then, he saw Yvette holding the pile of snacks and beginning to eat.

Nicole gave Clayton a look, and Clayton nodded regretfully before leaving upstairs.

Nicole would probably not be able to come out tonight.

She took a warm wet towel for Yvette and wiped her face.

“Last night, he didn’t make a single phone call. But today, he made a hundred calls. Don’t you think he’s a scumbag? He even waited for my anger to subside before calling me to apologize.”

Yvette laughed coldly.

Nicole pursed her lips and poured a cup of honey water for Yvette.

“I think that since you made up your mind, don’t hesitate anymo