The two walked out side by side. Lance paused when he heard her words.

He nodded slightly.

“Yes, I don’t like it. Don’t be stressed about it and don’t think much about it. After all, I’m still a president. I’m afraid my staff will crush me to death if I commute to and from work with them!”

Yvette’s head was buried very low. She felt like Lance was dissing her!

Forget it. He could do whatever he wanted since he had money.

Lance took her out to get something to eat. He met an acquaintance when paying the bill and went over to greet him.

Yvette was not interested, so she sat in the room and talked to Nicole on the phone.

Nicole asked, “Let’s go shopping tomorrow?”

Yvette said, “No, I’m busy. I have to work.”

Nicole said, “Did you take the wrong meds?”

Yvette said, “Nope. It’s a long story.”

Nicole asked, “Do you lack money?”

In everyone’s eyes, Yvette only got serious about her work when Quimbey Corporation was in trouble or something big happened.

Yvette felt a little ashame