Yvette was really puzzled by Lance’s determination to send her home.
She could only attribute it to the fact that Lance did not dare to disobey Aunt Fiona’s orders.
Yvette secretly thought that Lance was surely a mama’s boy.
On the way home, she felt very apprehensive because she was not going back to Nicole’s place, but her own apartment.
Yvette was worried that she would see someone that she did not want to see there.
As expected, when Lance parked the car downstairs, there was also a familiar car parked not far away across the street.
No one knew how long the person in the car had been waiting for. He seemed to become one with the darkness.
Yvette’s pupils shrank when she saw that car.
Lance sensed Yvette’ s change in mood and looked over in the direction of her gaze.
Someone came down from the car opposite them.
It was Sean Moore.
Sean stared at them with a cold gaze, and his eyes were filled with suppressed anger.
Lance paused and coughed. “I thought it’s over?”
He spoke in a very low voice and thought that Yvette would not answer. However, she laughed and said in a relaxed voice.
“It’s over for me. As for him…”
Yvette paused and sneered.“ It’s definitely over for him too.”
It was over between the two of them, so why should they torture each other?
Lance paused. “Then it looks like you’ll need help.
I’m afraid $500 million can’t fend him off, huh?”
He was surprisingly willing to make a joke out of his situation to make it easier for Yvette. After he said that, even Lance himself was startled.
Yvette looked at the man who was gradually approaching and coldly snorted.
“I don’t even want to waste so cents on him!”
‘$500 million? Does Sean even deserve it?’ Yvette thought.
Lance smiled, which looked extraordinarily piercing to the cold man outside.
Sean stood three or four steps away from their car and did not get closer.
He was waiting for Yvette to get down.
His body was shrouded with unspeakable anger.
Yvette smiled and pushed the door to get out, but her wrist was suddenly squeezed.
She turned back to see Lance looking at her with a worried gaze.
“Do you need help?”
Yvette replied, “No, thanks.”
With that, she pushed the door open and got out. Lance watched and did not move, nor did he leave.
He and Sean stared at each other across the front windshield. The two men’s eyes were dark and sharp as a tension formed between them.
Yvette was still wearing Lance’ s jacket. She did not notice this detail, but to Sean, it was like rubbing sand in his eyes.
Sean recognized Lance, from business and in private.
In the business world, Lance’ s circle was of equal status to Eric Ferguson and Nicole Stanton. For someone like Sean who revitalized his family’s business and relied on the old capital to struggle to return to glory, it was difficult to be on that level.
Lance was a legend in the business world. So many people were envious of Lance because of his growth from being suppressed by Harrison Corporation to now being the dominant business in the Central and Western Mediania.
Privately, Lance had a marriage alliance with Yvette that Sean was aware of, but in the end, Sean still won. Yvette did not choose Lance.
Now when Sean saw them appear at the same time, he had mixed feelings in his heart that were indescribable.
Anger took precedence over other indescribable suppressed emotions. Sean also felt a nervousness that he did not want to admit.
When Yvette walked in front of him, Sean finally withdrew his gaze.
It was astonishing that Yvette was not angry, frustrated, or thin. She even gained some weight and looked even prettier and more capricious.
Sean stared at her for a few seconds and spoke in a deep voice.
“Do you know how long I’ve been looking for you?”
The moment Sean opened his mouth, he was blaming her.
His tone was cold, harsh, and condescending.
Yvette looked at him and smiled. “Why are you looking for me? Did I beg you to do so?”