Half a month had passed, and Yuna's injury had fully healed. Yvan seemed to have disappeared during this time, never showing up again. Michael was the one who delegated the jobs to her. Herbert's attention was solely focused on Blake, so he didn't have time to keep an eye on her. With Liam's help, Yuna had finally become a shareholder, granting her the power to join meetings. As promised, she had to attend Darren's birthday party. Darren even had his men deliver the custom-made dress he ordered. "Whoa." Rose noticed the diamond-embedded dress and the black heels in the gift box, and she felt envious. "Going to a ball tonight, Ms. Feron?" Yuna frowned imperceptibly at the gift box. She hadn't expected Darren to go to such lengths for her, but since she had promised her attendance, she couldn't refuse the gift. She nodded. "A birthday party, to be exact." "Not many people can host a birthday party of this level. Your friend must be quite influential," Rose guessed, putting the box
Lucian dragged him into the hall. "Stop worrying. If anyone needs to worry, it's Yvan, not you." "But—" Lucian covered his mouth shut. "Zip it, and let's go." …Yuna and Ashton entered the hall. It was decorated resplendently. So much so that anyone could tell that the event held there was a happy occasion. There was a towering cake standing on the stage, as conspicuous as the Burj Khalifa. The screen behind it was playing a montage of birthday wishes for Darren. It wasn't hard to find the birthday boy; everyone was fawning over him like he was the center of the universe, though the appearance of Yuna and Ashton garnered a lot of attention as well. The circle knew that Yuna was a friend of Ashton. Some whispered rumors about them secretly dating, though they made sure the rumors didn't make the rounds, or Darren might kill them. However, when Yuna and Ashton appeared together, donning matching attire, the guests started wondering if they were really dating. Their inquisitive
Yuna pointed at Crystal's shoulder after she finished her words. "Don't get too close to me while you talk. It smells." The ladies couldn't get what she meant until Crystal saw Yuna wiping her fingers in disgust. She exclaimed angrily, "You bitch! How dare you insult me—" Before Crystal could finish, Yuna grabbed her wrist and cut her off expressionlessly. "Since you're here to attend Mr. Bowman's birthday party, you'd better not mess with me, or I'll make a huge scene. Think you can take the risk of upsetting Mr. Bowman by ruining his birthday party?" "Who are you to say that? How could Mr. Bowman—" "Well. I came here with Mr. Yale, didn't I?" Crystal's eyes widened; she couldn't stand Yuna's arrogance. "Shameless bitch! Don't think you can act all arrogant just because Mr. Yale brought you here. You need to be taught a lesson!" Crystal raised her left hand toward Yuna's face. Just before her hand could make any contact, someone grabbed it from behind and pushed her away
Crystal was still trying to beg for forgiveness, but Yuna had left. Yvan shot Crystal a sharp glare that frightened her. She no longer dared to go after Yuna. Yuna gathered up her dress and increased her pace to return to the birthday party. She didn't want to have anything to do with Yvan. However, Yvan had guessed what was on her mind. He grabbed her arm and pulled her into the safety passageway. Yuna stepped back to create some distance as Yvan stepped closer to her. "Thank you for your help, Mr. Jenkins." Yvan placed his hand on the wall, preventing Yuna from getting away. "Why did you attend Darren's birthday party with Ashton?" Yuna bent down and slid out from under his arm. "We're friends," she answered indifferently. Yvan's expression darkened, and he grabbed her arms. "Why them?" "Mr. Jenkins, haven't you grown out of your bad habits? You're never this nosy. Didn't you learn your lesson from half a month ago? I don't want to be the talk of the town again." Yuna lef
Yvan, who was in the back seat, felt upset. "Lucian only said a word or two, yet she got into the car just like that. She even told the other man that they'd chat again another time. She had never been this friendly with me before," Yvan thought. The more he dwelled on it, the angrier he became. Ashton looked at Yuna in a meaningful way and smiled. "Alright. Give me a call when you reach home." "Alright." Yuna got into the car, and it sped off. Lucian said with a smile, "Yuna, give me your address. I'll drive you home." "Dr. Storm, you can drop me off after the two traffic lights ahead. My assistant is about to arrive," Yuna said. "You already got on, but you want to get off now? You're making us seem rude." The voice that came from the back startled Yuna, and she turned around dumbfoundedly. "Hi!" Gabriel waved with a grin. Yuna was still in shock. When she saw Yvan, who was engulfed in darkness, she nearly screamed. "Why are you so scared of me? Do I look like a ghost
Yuna hadn't even been given a chance to refuse before the car stopped in front of a pizza place nearby. The car door opened. Before Yuna could see clearly, Yvan threw his jacket into her arms. "Put this on before you get out of the car." Yuna had mixed feelings. She got out of the car holding the jacket. Yvan frowned when he saw her. He took the jacket and draped it over her shoulders. "Are you still afraid of us?" "I don't feel like eating." "Do you really want to stand around and have the paparazzi snap a photo of us?" Yvan teased. Yuna tensed up and looked around. "Drunkards walk around here all the time. Do you think no one will notice you dressing up so nicely?" Yvan continued to bother her. Yuna huffed and walked into the pizza place. Luckily, the place was spacious. They had private rooms too. Lucian booked a private room as usual and went upstairs. Once Yuna sat down in the private room, she quickly texted Rose to ask about her location. Unfortunately, Rose replied that
Yuna was used to eating pizzas. In fact, it was quite common for her and her friends to have pizzas for meals. However, she was surprised to find out that the doctors also enjoy these "unhealthy" food. She picked up a slice and bit into it. All of a sudden, she noticed Yvan was glaring daggers at the pizzas with no intention of digging in. Judging from how tense he was, it was obvious he wasn't used to these types of food. Yuna caught on and teased, "Don't tell me that the high and mighty Mr. Jenkins is so used to Michelin stars meals that he never had pizzas before." Yvan furrowed his brows and glared at her. Gabriel immediately explained, "Of course, Yvan had pizzas before. It's just that the pizzas here are a bit different from the ones we have in our club. Yvan, even though they're different, they still taste good. Give them a try." Yvan remained silent. Yuna grinned. "Is the food not good enough for you, Mr. Jenkins? Is that why you won't eat them?" Lucian observed the s
Yvan was about to pick up the pizza Yuna handed over when Yuna's phone rang. After seeing who the caller was, a big grin slid across Yuna's face, and she turned to the men. "Thank you for the food, Dr. Storm. My ride is here. Please excuse me and do enjoy the meal." With that, she quickly left while answering the phone.Lucian watched as Yvan's expression darkened and teased, "Aren't you going to chase after her?" Yvan tossed the pizza onto the plate and continued smoking. Lucian hummed. "I heard Ashton escorted her back home last time—" Before he could finish his words, Yvan had already stood up and left. Lucian sighed and shook his head. Just as he was reaching for another slice, Gabriel leaned closer to him. "So, Yvan likes Yuna, right?" "Don't speak while you're eating," Lucian scolded. …Yuna left the restaurant and hurried over when she saw a familiar car. Suddenly, an electric car appeared on her left and honked loudly at her. She quickly stepped back but tripped ove