Yvette did not refuse. She was now at an impasse with Lance not because of Whitney. It was because of the Cali business trip.

However, Lance liked to mix up the two matters.

Lance’s office.

Lance sat on the sofa and pointed to the opposite side, looking like he was ready to negotiate.

“Let’s sit and talk.”

Yvette sat there, but she did not start the conversation.

The assistant outside sensed a cold tension between Lance and Yvette. Out of curiosity, the assistant brazenly went into the office to deliver coffee.

The originally calm Lance suddenly had bloodshot eyes. He coldly yelled, “Get out!”

The assistant was so scared that he left in a hurry.

Yvette looked at Lance, who rarely loses his temper, and suddenly laughed.

Lance looked at her coldly.

“What are you laughing at?”

Yvette said, “You wanted to yell at me instead, right?”

Lance wrinkled his eyebrows. Yvette did not give him a chance to speak.

“I really want to go, and it’s not because I’m mad at you. I want to try