Mrs. Quimbey smiled and said, “You’re so busy. Your mother and I were just casually strolling around.”

Fiona looked at her son with a bit of coldness in her gaze. How could she not notice that her son was trying to please his mother-in-law?

She raised this son for nothing!

Lance took them to his office.

Before he could say anything, he watched as his mother wandered around his office, looking left and right. Fiona even went to the lounge and bathroom to check carefully as if she was looking for something.

Yvette’s mother just had an embarrassed look on her face.

Lance was helpless and asked, “Mom, what are you looking for?”

Fiona asked, “Where’s Yvette? Why are you not together?”

Lance rubbed his temples. “She has her own office now, so of course, she won’t be in my wardrobe…”

He gritted his teeth a little and looked at Fiona. She even checked under the wardrobe and everywhere that could hide someone.

Was she looking for Yvette or a mistress?

This was too humiliating, especi