The Deserted Rich Beauty (Nicole and eric)
Chapter 1758 Say It Straight

Lance came to his senses and rubbed his brow."

You're done?"

Yvette answered. She even dried her hair and did her skincare routine. The gloom in her heart dissipated a lot.

It was so late, so they would just talk tomorrow.

Yvette was just about to turn around and go to the bedroom when Lance held her wrist.

Lance pulled her onto his lap, and Yvette raised her eyebrows.

"It's so late, do you still have energy?"

A trace of helplessness flashed across Lance's eyes. H e pinched her chin slightly harder, and his voice was deep and husky.

"Don't provoke me. You know the consequences."

Yvette pursed her lips. "What do you wanna do?"

Lance gave her a sullen look and pinched the soft flesh around her waist. "Are you upset tonight?"

Yvette blinked her eyes. "Am I?"

"Don't lie to me. I told you that we should just be frank with each other. If you have something to say, say it straight. Don't get upset."

His tone was deep and patient. He did not look the least bit angry.

Even if he was already tired, Lance insisted on solving any problems they had on the same day.

Yvette lowered her eyes. She was silent for a moment. When she looked up at him, she no longer had that teasing look in her eyes.

"Lance, Hans is gone now. When is it my turn?"

Her question really put Lance on the spot.

Lance froze for a moment, wrinkled his eyebrows, and looked at her. "Where do you want to go then?"

Yvette got up from his lap and sat on the sofa opposite him. She looked at him calmly so that they were on equal standing. "Your wife can't be your assistant for the rest of your life, right? I didn't come to work at Sheldon Corporation just to be a carefree assistant, don't you think?"

Lance pondered for a moment. He raised his eyes to look at her and suddenly understood something.

"Are you bored here?"

"Not bored. I just feel like I can't learn any more in this current position. What I learn as an assistant won't be applicable for me to take over Quimbey Corporation in the future, isn't it?" Yvette said to him calmly without the slightest euphemism.

Lance rubbed his temples in silence. Yvette did not know if he was thinking or because he was too tired.

After a long time, Lance crossed his hands on his thigh and looked very sensible and calm.

"Is that what you think?"

Lance looked at Yvette with a probing gaze, as if he was engaged in an important business negotiation.

Yvette was even more pumped up. The sleepiness she felt just now dissipated.

"Yes."

Lance lowered his eyes and pursed his lips. His cold side profile looked a bit helpless.

"Hans stayed in this position for five years and was promoted to be the regional president right after. I thought that you'd know the importance of this position. Whether it's social events, cooperation, or personnel transfer, Hans knows everything confidential in our company firsthand. His position is far greater than any other role. I didn't expect that you won't like it here..."

This last sentence was spoken in a murmur.

Yvette did not expect Lance to have such good intentions for her. She suddenly felt as if she had misunderstood him.

However, since she already said her piece, she could not retract her words.

"Perhaps I just underestimated the importance of this position, but there's no way I can stay in this position for five or seven years like Hans. Lance, I'm not Hans. I'm Yvette Quimbey."

Yvette looked at him with a radiant face that looked invincible and confident.

"If possible, I'd prefer a quick success. That's because I'll get someone to be my assistant in the future, and I won't need to know every aspect of an assistant's job, will I?" Lance was stunned. His eyes flickered.

He looked at her deeply and thought, 'She's really so radiant at any time...'