Inside the private room, a woman smiled sweetly and said, "Mr. Wolseley, let’s drink..."
Yvette paused, and his face instantly turned pale.
Frankie had just co over from the outside. When Frankie saw Yvette, his face was originally filled with surprise.
But when Frankie saw the situation inside, he was shocked.
Frankie had only gone out for a short while. He didn’t expect that Lamont Baldry would ask two girls to accompany them to drink. One of them was called Candy Denver and the other was called Amber Gore.
Moreover, the girl called Amber was even kneeling on the ground to persuade Lance to drink.
Frankie instantly felt it was hard to deal with the current situation.
Frankie thought, I asked Yvette to co here to get along well with Lance, not to have more misunderstanding.
"Ms. Thiel, it ... it is like this..."
Frankie wanted to explain, but he didn’t know how to explain. Frankie was a little speechless.
"Frankie, I want to know if there was anything unusual about Lance yesterday?" Yvette suddenly asked.
"Unusual?" Frankie couldn’t rember for a mont.
Frankie was just an assistant, and Lance couldn’t tell Frankie what he thought.
But anything unusual...
Frankie thought about it and said, "Mr. Wolseley rushed back to Philadelphia as soon as he finished the eting yesterday. Then he went to the water production market to buy so seafood and went to your residence. You were not there. Later, he found out that you went to the Bronx and then rushed to the Bronx."
Yvette knew.
So, Lance was in the Bronx when Lance called last night.
Perhaps Lance also saw Stephen.
Yvette understood. Lance did not answer the phone, reply to the ssage, and behave like this because he was angry.
"Ms. Thiel, don’t leave yet. Why don’t I arrange a room for you?"
"No need."
Yvette pushed open the door and walked in.
Yvette wanted to leave just now.
Especially after Yvette saw that scene, it was hard for her to convince herself to step into this door.
But after hearing Frankie’s words, Yvette suddenly changed her mind.
Yvette thought, if Lance had a misunderstanding about what happened last night, I should make it clear.
From the mont Yvette entered, Lance’s eyes were fixed on her.
Yvette was wearing a retro dress. It was red with a thin black belt. Yvette was dressed very beautifully.
Lance snorted coldly.
Lance thought, it was still a little cold at night in New York. Yvette wasn’t afraid of the cold.
Lance didn’t drink the wine from Amber, who was kneeling on the ground. Instead, Lance picked up the wine beside him and drank it all in one gulp.
"Didn’t you say that you could ask Mr. Wolseley to drink this wine?"
Lamont, who was beside him, teased Amber and added, "If Mr. Wolseley doesn’t drink it, you have to take your clothes off."
Amber looked pitifully as she knelt and said, "Mr. Wolseley, do you want to take off my clothes? Can you not be so bad..."
As Amber spoke, she kept pushing forward. That little bit of cloth could not cover her chest completely.
Amber was simply trying her best to seduce Lance.
In her opinion, as long as she could hook up with Lance, whether she took off her clothes or not, it did not matter.
Her friends were all taken away like this.
Amber knew that her friends all live a decent life now.
The reason why Amber stayed here was that she had high standards and didn’t want to find a bald old man.
Lance, who was in front of Amber, just happened to et Amber’s requirents.
Lance had a handso face and a well-built figure. He was gentle and had a special temperant. Lance was so attractive even though he was just sitting there.
Amber thought that she had to seize this opportunity.
Seeing that Lance was still unmoved, Amber shook her hands and pretended to make his trousers dirty carelessly.
Then, Amber could touch him. It was the trick she often played.
Amber would use her chest to wipe the man’s legs.
The wine in Amber’s hand had yet to spill when a slender and beautiful finger suddenly held the rim of the cup.
Yvette walked over from the side and calmly reminded her, "Miss, don’t spill the wine."
Amber was speechless.
Amber was very angry. She thought, where did this slut co from to ruin my thing?
"You’re new here? Do you know the rules? Who asked you to ddle in other people’s business?"
Yvette calmly said, "I’m sorry. I saw that your hand was shaking. I thought you got sick."
Lamont, who was at the side, burst out laughing.
He was amused by Yvette’s words.
The corners of Lance’s mouth also curled up, but he imdiately beca indifferent.
Lance thought, I can’t!
I was still angry.
I had to be indifferent.
"You ... you ... you!"
Amber was angry and covered her chest, unable to speak.
Yvette didn’t want to waste her ti on irrelevant people.
Yvette looked at Lance and asked, "Do you have ti to talk to for a while?"
Lance didn’t even lift his eyelids. He picked up the wine beside him and drank it all. He said coldly, "No ti."
There were no emotions in his words at all.
It was as if he was talking to a stranger.
"I only have a few words to say," Yvette said bitterly.
Lance saw that Lamont’s eyes were fixed on Yvette, and he imdiately felt displeased.
Lance frowned and said impatiently, "I said I don’t have ti. Don’t you understand?"
"Frankie!
"What are you doing?" Lance shouted again.
Lance wanted Frankie to send Yvette away.
Frankie did not expect Lance would be so stubborn.
Frankie was wondering if Lance drank fake wine!
Yvette cut straight to the point and asked directly, "Lance, did you go to the Bronx last night?"
When Lance heard this, his expression changed. He got mad.
Lance snorted coldly and said, "Are you asking about my schedule? Who are you to ?"
Yvette took a deep breath and said directly, "I am the person who wants to be with you. Is it enough?"
These words made Lance excited. He was almost unable to resist the impulse to hug Yvette.
Lance thought, she said that she was the person who wanted to be with ?
If it was true, why would she lie to ?
Why would she stay with a man?
She was in the hotel with another man, but I was waiting outside like a fool.
Thinking of last night, Lance pressed his tongue against his molars tightly and said coldly.
"You said that you want to be with ? Do you think that your tricks are very brilliant?"
When Lance’s face turned cold, it was quite scary.
It made people feel cold.
Yvette only felt that her hands and feet were cold.
Yvette pursed her lips and said, "I didn’t..."
Before Yvette could finish her sentence, a sneer ca from the side.
"Yo, so you were dumped and ca to pester Lance."
Amber just realized that Yvette was not her colleague.
Amber thought, Yvette wore luxury clothes and looked very rich. She did not look like soone in this line of work.
However, she was just a pitiful person that had been dumped by a man. She was not much nobler than .
Amber clicked her tongue and said, "How pitiful you are. Mr. Wolseley doesn’t even want you and you still shalessly co to find him!"
These words made Lance angrier. He even almost broke the wine glass in his hand!
Lance wanted to restrain himself, but he just couldn’t.
Lance couldn’t bear to hear anything bad about Yvette from others.
Lance was annoyed and knew that this was not a good sign.
Amber couldn’t understand Lance’s expression. She even stood up and deliberately bumped into Yvette.
It was especially like a provocation.
Yvette thought Amber was dirty and took a step back. Yvette smiled and said.
"It seems that you haven’t figured out who the pitiful person is."
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