Half an hour later, Yvonne knocked on the door.

"Enter."

Yvonne pushed the door open to see Jane sitting by the side of the bed.

Their eyes met. Jane raised her eyebrow provokingly before resuming her innocent and aggrieved look.

Yvonne sneered inwardly. She hadn't seen Jane for some time, but it seemed that the latter's acting had improved quite a lot.

"Ms. Miller, I'm so sorry to make you come here so late." Neil got Yvonne to take a seat on the couch nearby.

After asking about the company's recent operations, he nodded his head in satisfaction. "I'm really relieved to have you. Thank you for your help."

Yvonne smiled. "You let me help you because you trust me. I think I haven't let you down."

"I have no qualms with your capabilities at all." Neil smiled affectionately. "Moreover, you'll have to take back your metal business one day. It would do you good to learn more about it right now."

Yvonne nodded. "I think so too."

Then, Yvonne gave Jane a glance. "Mr. Foster, since