Yvonne's mind went completely blank; she could hardly believe what she had just heard.

"That's right—I was the one who prepared that bottle of red wine," her boss said.

Upon receiving verbal confirmation, Yvonne was instantly overwhelmed with mixed emotions. She didn't know what to say.

"What? You have a problem with that?"

Upon noticing her boss' tone, Yvonne quickly replied, "No, no! I wouldn't dare! My life is yours, after all. So, of course, I wouldn't have a problem with something like this."

Yvonne had once been left destitute, and it was her boss who had taken her in and given her a second chance at life. As such, she was not exaggerating when she said that.

"Don't overthink it. Felix and I are simply not meant to be, but it's only fair that I give him a little something since he's my fiancé.

"A woman like you will be utterly unattainable to him in the future. When we finally meet one day, he'll know that he should be content."

Yvonne could only take it with a bitter smi