After Yvette left the hospital, she focused on work and had little ti to wool gather.
She did not want to make wrong decisions when she lost her mories.
She answered every call from Lance, but she paltered with him.
She kept saying that she was busy with work and couldn’t et him.
She used these words as excuses for two days.
Yvette felt as if she cheating on Lance.
She couldn’t help feeling sowhat apologetic.
On the third day, Lance tried hard to prevent himself from calling Yvette.
However, he could no longer stand it and sent her a text ssage in the afternoon.
Lance: "Are you coming over today?"
After sending the ssage, he thought of the article that Marvin had shared with him in the chat group yesterday.
He was impressed by one sentence. It read, "All won like sweet words. Be bold to show your affection. If you like soone, just express your feelings to her bravely."
Lance considered for a while and sent another ssage.
After doing so, he felt that his heartbeat quickened.
He felt like a boy who had never been in love before, waiting for his beloved girl to reply.
He stared at the phone for a long ti, but he did not get any reply from Yvette.
A surge of disappointnt and displeasure arose from Lance’s heart.
Didn’t Yvette say that she would take care of him? How could she not co to him for three days?
Lance regretted believing Yvette’s words.
He should not have been deceived by her that morning and let her go.
It turned out that Yvette had never returned since that day.
The more Lance thought about it, the angrier he beca. He had wanted to forget about it, but he failed and at last dialed Yvette’s number.
Surprisingly, the call was quickly put through.
Lance was in a bad mood, and he asked in a deep voice, "Are you that busy?"
"Hello."
There ca a young man’s vigorous voice. Instantly, Lance felt alert.
"Who are you?"
It was easy to tell Lance’s anger from his voice through the phone.
"I am Yvette’s assistant, Oliver Hols."
A male assistant?
Lance suppressed his anger and said, "I want to talk with Yvette."
"What do you want to tell her? I can help you deliver the ssage."
Lance didn’t expect that Oliver would refuse to give Yvette the phone.
His face turned gloomy imdiately.
"Tell her to answer the phone. I’ll talk with her directly."
Oliver refused. "Sorry, Yvette is busy."
Lance found it unbelievable.
He could hardly control himself. He wondered where Yvette got such an inflexible assistant from.
Did she hire Oliver to handle him?
"Is there anything else?" Oliver asked in a flat voice.
Although he didn’t an to, it sounded like he hinted at Lance to finish the call hurriedly.
Lance had never been treated like this by others and couldn’t help feeling embarrassed.
He took a deep breath and said through his gritted teeth, "It’s fine."
Then, he hung up with a bang.
Oliver held the phone and frowned at it.
Just then, Yvette ca over and asked, "Is it from Susana? Where is the spare dress?"
Unlike the past two days, she was indeed busy with work today.
Although the cooperation with Freshness Entertainnt was screwed, Lunarc was glad to have a eting with the staff of Palt Entertainnt. As the midyear ceremony drew near, the latter wanted Lunarc to do makeup for the company’s artists.
It was Susana who had talked with them. Both Susana and Yvette were shocked as Palt Entertainnt agreed to sign the contract soon after the first eting.
Palt Entertainnt was a much larger company than Freshness Entertainnt.
Apart from one A-list star, most of the artists in Freshness Entertainnt did not have any representative works.
The situation was completely different in Palt Entertainnt. It had six stars who had won the best actors and actresses. What was more, almost all of its artists starred in various movies and had been the best newcors.
To put it bluntly, Freshness Entertainnt was no match for Palt Entertainnt at all.
That was why so many studios strived to work with Palt Entertainnt over the ceremony.
Palt Entertainnt had always cooperated with high-end studios abroad. It was the first ti the company chose a studio at ho.
Even stranger, what Palt Entertainnt chose was not Tide Studio, which could be considered the best studio at ho. The company decided to cooperate with Lunarc, a studio that had just opened less than a month ago. It triggered lots of discussions.
Lunarc beca the center of attention.
Many people looked forward to the makeup that Lunarc would provide this ti.
Yvette cherished the opportunity as well. She wished to get Palt Entertainnt’s approval.
In that case, Lunarc could gain a firm foothold in New York.
As the ceremony was about to begin, Yvette paid more attention to it.
She had been staying backstage at Palt Entertainnt today to help several big shots with their fittings.
To keep in touch with Susana, Yvette handed her phone to Oliver and asked him to answer the call in ti.
Just then, Oliver told her, "Yvette, it was a man calling you. You didn’t save his number, so I picked it up."
A man?
In an instant, Lance’s face flashed across Yvette’s mind.
She had saved both her brother’s and father’s numbers. So, Lance was likely to be the person who called her.
"What did he say?"
Oliver replied, "He didn’t say anything. He just asked to give you the phone. I said that you were busy."
"Okay."
At this ti, the director of Palt Entertainnt ca over to discuss the details with Yvette.
Yvette did not have ti to check her phone anymore.
Given Lance had soone to take care of him anyway, Yvette thought that there was nothing to worry about.
Although she did not visit him in person, she ordered food and fruits for him every day.
Yvette considered herself thoughtful.
She worked until late at night.
When the work was about to end, the president of Palt Entertainnt appeared and greeted Yvette.
Yvette was surprised. She did not know him at all.
The president of Palt Entertainnt introduced himself, "Ms. Lynn, my na is Peyton Andrade."
"Hello, Mr. Andrade."
"I saw the makeup and clothes you selected just now. Ms. Lynn, they are special and impressive."
Yvette said, "Lunarc is good at the style. We prefer clothes and accessories with traditional elents, which are relatively rare in the market. Mr. Andrade, if you have any opinions, feel free to tell . I will make appropriate changes on the basis of maintaining the style."
After all, most famous stars liked to wear dresses from foreign brands. It was natural for those who tried the style for the first ti to fail to accept it.
However, Yvette would only make changes based on retaining the style.
If she was asked to do a totally different style, Yvette probably would decide to cancel the cooperation.
She opened Lunarc to fulfill her mother’s last wish to make the traditional culture flourish. She did not want to do anything against her original aspiration to make money.
Peyton shook his head. "Ms. Lynn, you are mistaken. The style is amazing. I like it very much."
Yvette didn’t expect Peyton to say so straightforwardly.
She was happy to hear him praise the style.
"Thank you for choosing Lunarc."
"Don’t ntion that. Thanks to Mr. Wolseley, I knew your studio. Otherwise, I would have missed a chance to make our artists stunning in the ceremony."
"Mr. Wolseley?" Yvette asked in puzzlent.
Peyton raised his eyebrows. To his surprise, Lance didn’t tell Yvette what he had done.
He explained, "Lance Wolseley. He is my classmate."
Yvette had been wondering why a huge company like Palt Entertainnt would notice Lunarc, a newly-opened studio.
It turned out that Lance was involved.
Peyton said, "Ms. Lynn, take it easy. You got the chance to cooperate with us with your strength. We have a special selection standard. Seven out of ten in the panel prefer Lunarc."
...
On the way back, Yvette sat in the car and looked at her phone.
Only then did she notice that she received several ssages.
She muted ssages from Lance. In addition to the fact that she had many working groups, she failed to notice Lance’s ssages.
The first one asked, "Are you coming over today?"
After a few seconds, he sent another one and said, "I miss you."
Yvette was stunned, and her face was a little hot.
She thought of what Lance had done for her. He had many opportunities to tell her, but he didn’t.
Yvette couldn’t help feeling guilty. It seed that she had cared little about him.
After thinking for a while, she decided to call Lance to comfort him.
The phone rang for a long ti but no one answered.
Yvette’s heart leaped a beat.
She wondered if Lance was angry and thus refused to answer her phone call.
Just then, her phone rang. It was from Frankie.
Yvette picked up the call. Frankie asked her anxiously on the other end, "Can you co to the hospital?"
Given Lance didn’t answer her call, Yvette mistakenly thought that he didn’t want to see her.
Just as she was hesitating, she heard Frankie’s words.
"Mr. Wolseley vomited blood."
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