The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 1640 The Look of a Villain Succeeding

Upstairs.

Yvette looked at the table full of snacks in front of Nicole and clicked her tongue a few times.

"Ms. Stanton, your treatment is completely different from every guest. It's like we're serving the royal family!"

Nicole patiently took a piece of mochi and tasted it. This dessert store's custom-made snacks have always been her favorite.

Yvette did not try to fool her with anything else.

Nicole did not make this trip in vain.

Nicole glanced at her. "The royal family? You're the princess here. What did you say to Lance just now?"

Yvette was stunned. She was seen through by Nicole.

That little smart alec.

"How did you know?"

"Do you really need to ask?" Nicole pursed her lips." I've never seen you hold back your anger. Where did your prowess go?" Yvette paused and sighed.

"I wasn't trying to hold back, but there weren't any serious consequences, so I didn't want to make a big deal out of it."

Nicole gnashed her teeth. "Don't be stupid. You're a master at identifying b*tches. Can't you tell that she was messing with you? If something serious actually happened, you won't even be able to cry. You'd want to kill her whole family!"

Yvette pouted. "You and Lance are the same. He said that too, almost verbatim."

Nicole said, "At least he has a conscience and didn't try to brush this matter off. Otherwise, I'd be worried that you'd die of frustration in the future."

Yvette sat down next to Nicole, made herself a cup of coffee, and spoke with a smile.

"How could that be? Our wedding will be in a few days, and everyone will know that I'm Mrs. Sheldon. How would anyone in the company dare to look down on me again? Just let them regret it and then rush t flatter me later!"

Nicole's mouth twitched. "I can almost see your expression. You're like a villain who succeeded!"

Yvette laughed loudly without regard for her image.

Then, her smile faded.

"Actually, I've learned much more during my time working here than when I was around my mom."

Nicole raised her brows. "What do you mean?"

"Here, no one knows that I'm Mrs. Sheldon. Even though they suspect that I came in through the back door, they still look down on me, isolate me, and reject me. Among my colleagues, no one except Hans helps me, and no one chats and jokes with me."

Yvette smiled bitterly.

"But when I was with my mom, everyone who saw me wanted to get in my good graces. Even if I don't know how to make tables or form proposals, they didn't dare to look down on me and would only bring the finished product to me. At that time, I thought that being a CEO was so easy!"

Nicole laughed and suddenly felt like Yvette's realization was very profound. It was probably because she experienced too many things she had never encountered before during this period of time.

"Ms. Quimbey, don't be ashamed of yourself. This is normal."

Yvette frowned. "Normal? You don't know how to do those too?"

Nicole could not help but laugh. "I know how, but it's normal for you. When I studied abroad in France, 1 started at the bottom at Cyndro International. The person who took me in was Asher Sullivan. He looks good, but he only has two requirements for his subordinates."

Yvette was surprised. "What were they?"

"Either compete for achievements using beauty or ability."

Nicole chuckled and shook her head. "When he first told me that and implied that I didn't have to work so hard, I instantly understood what he meant."

"What the hell. You met someone like that?"

Yvette cursed indignantly.

Nicole raised her brows. "That's commonplace in the workforce. That's why I had nothing good to say about Asher when he appeared some time ago. Just think of how unlucky it is for a newcomer to encounter such a boss when she first enters the workplace!"