Yvette immediately answered when she saw the incoming call. The caller didn't say a word. Yvette, too, didn't speak.After making sure the others had left, Xavier was the first to break the silence. "Why aren't you saying anything?"Yvette felt relieved upon hearing his familiar, cool voice."Where are you?" she asked."Is Claude with you?" Xavier asked cautiously. Given his recent injury, he had every reason to be on guard."He went out. I'm alone in the room," Yvette replied. Knowing that he still didn't trust her, she didn't press him on his whereabouts. Instead, she asked, "Why did you come to Asnea?""Work," Xavier said. Of course, he wouldn't admit the real reason was that he couldn't stop worrying about her and had followed her here. Yvette didn't believe his excuse about work, but she let it go."When will your work be done? Go back as soon as you can."Yvette knew Claude wasn't the only one who wanted Xavier dead. Many people did, actually. Back when they had first
It took Yvette a long time before she managed to say, "You were in the wrong to begin with. You were the one who hurt him first."Xavier was nearly infuriated to death upon hearing that. Even a dog knew to side with its owner without question, but here was his wife, standing up for an outsider.While he didn't speak, Mark, who was outside, grew more anxious. Claude's men were preparing to come in. Once they did, the situation would spiral out of control.There was a dead silence on the other end of the call.Yvette thought Xavier was so angry that he'd hung up, but when she looked at her phone, she realized the call was still connected."Xavier, are you still there?""Still alive and kicking."Yvette was rendered speechless for a moment there. Eventually, she asked nervously, "Can you let Yerick go?"Instead of getting angry, Xavier asked her, "Why should I? Didn't you hear him just now? As long as he's alive, he'll come after me. Do you really want me dead? So you can move on
Claude supported Yerick into the room.Clutching his abdomen, Yerick continued to complain, "I didn't expect that guy to be so tough. With all of us, we still couldn't stop a blind man." He winced. "And Mark… He got the better of me too."Claude, seeing Yerick still rambling, scolded, "Don't speak so much." If it weren't for Yvette convincing Xavier to spare Yerick, he likely wouldn't be alive right now.Yerick was about to continue when he saw Yvette sitting on the couch, her clear eyes fixed on him. On the way back, Claude had already told him that Yvette was the one who'd convinced Xavier to let him go. His expression didn't change, but the iciness in his eyes dissipated slightly.Claude also noticed Yvette. He asked, "Why aren't you sleeping?""I couldn't sleep," Yvette replied, standing up.Claude carefully placed Yerick on the couch. With his body bloodied, Yerick gasped in pain as he settled in. Soon, the family doctor arrived to treat Yerick's injuries. Given his co
Yvette woke up to find the daylight streaming in through the windows. Grabbing her phone, she saw that it was already noon. As she was about to get up, she saw a message from Xavier. "When are you going back?" Yvette wasn't sure yet, so she didn't reply for now.As she stepped out of the bedroom, a maid quickly approached her. "Miss, your toiletries are ready. This way, please." Since the maid wasn't sure of Yvette's exact identity, she addressed her as "miss".Yvette nodded. "Thank you."After she freshened up, the maid led her to the dining room.Claude and Yerick were in the dining room, sitting across from each other. Compared to the night before, Yerick looked much better now. He had clean clothes, and some color had returned to his face. He was eating as though nothing had happened. Claude, however, wasn't eating. He was sitting in a leather chair, holding a document.Upon hearing Yvette's footsteps, he put the document aside and looked up at her. "Come and eat.""A
Claude's throat tightened when he understood what Yvette meant.Yvette said apologetically, "Noah and Zac are still at home. I probably won't be staying here for much longer."Claude's expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of weariness in his eyes. "When are you planning to leave?""Probably the day after tomorrow," Yvette replied.Claude didn't need Yvette to look after him; her presence was more like a visit between friends. Hearing that she planned to leave in two days, he simply nodded."Are you full?""Yes.""Then how about we go for a walk?""Sure."They went out together for a stroll. In the past, Claude had often gone to see Yvette for a chat and a walk with her. It felt like they'd gone back to those days.Walking down the streets of Asnea and reminiscing, Yvette became so absorbed in their conversation that she forgot to reply to Xavier's messages.Meanwhile, at Horizon Hotel, Xavier had his phone in his hands as he waited anxiously for Yvette's res
Yvette's current company had grown substantially, with over 500 employees. However, aside from Cynthia, none of them know that Yvette was the boss behind the scenes.The receptionist didn't recognize Yvette when she and Claude appeared in the company lobby."May I know if you are here to see Ms. Doyle?""Yes." Yvette smiled and nodded.Under normal circumstances, the receptionist wouldn't easily make a call to the CEO's office. However, looking at the beautiful and elegant woman in front of her and the strikingly handsome man beside her who naturally exuded an air of authority, she quickly dialed the secretary of the CEO's office.After the secretary answered the phone, she reported to Cynthia, "Ms. Doyle, someone is here to see you."Cynthia paused what she was doing. "Tell them I'm busy."Just as she finished speaking, she received a message from Yvette. It read, "Cynthia, I'm downstairs at the company."Seeing the message, Cynthia immediately stood up and quickly stopped t
Cynthia and Yvette spent the entire afternoon discussing work. In the evening, Cynthia insisted on Yvette and Claude staying for dinner.After dinner, while Yvette and Cynthia went to the restroom, Cynthia couldn't help gossiping privately."Boss, have you finally made up your mind?""Made up my mind?" Yvette asked curiously, "About what?""About being with Mr. Lander!" Cynthia looked at her with wide eyes. "You came back this time for him, didn't you?"Yvette was momentarily speechless. It wouldn't be right for her to say yes, but denying it didn't feel right either."Claude and I are just friends. Don't overthink it."Cynthia seemed a bit disappointed. "I was hoping you'd be with Mr. Lander so I could enjoy looking at him every day."Yvette gently gave her a light tap.But Cynthia's curiosity wasn't so easily suppressed. She kept probing. "If it's not Mr. Lander, then could it be Mr. Lane?"She had met Xavier before. He, too, was an incredibly handsome man whom anyone would
Yvette stared at the phone in confusion after the call abruptly ended. She assumed Xavier was angry and tried calling him back. But instead of ringing, an automated message played. "Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later…"Since she'd reached the voicemail before the call even got through, it was clear that Xavier had blocked Yvette.Realizing this, Yvette was left feeling bewildered. However, she decided to stop worrying and instead lay down to rest.Meanwhile, at Horizon Hotel, Xavier tossed his phone aside and massaged his aching forehead. His eyes darted toward Mark. "Who did you say I came here for?"Mark stood upright, his expression full of concern for Xavier. "For Mrs. Lane, of course. Mr. Lane, do you really not remember?"A trace of sarcasm flashed in Xavier's eyes. "'Mrs. Lane'? And who exactly is this 'Mrs. Lane'?""Yvette Snyder, sir." Xavier looked completely bewildered when he heard that he had come to this remote place fo