The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
Chapter 1880 Give Him a Chance

Chapter 1880 Give Him a Chance

Yvette glanced at the woman behind the department head, so he hurriedly opened his mouth to introduce her.

"I forgot to introduce her. She's our new employee, Whitney Locke, who just came back from abroad. She's a rare talent that used to work for LG. Whitney, this is our company's vice president who is also Mr. Sheldon's wife."

It turned out that Lance's ex-girlfriend's name was Whitney Locke.

Whitney smiled politely and nodded without saying a word.

It felt like Whitney could not let go of her arrogance, as if bowing her head was a humiliation.

Yvette just thought that it was funny. She retracted her gaze and said in a dull voice, " Foreign companies have much better benefits than our company. Ms. Locke, why are you interested in our company?" Whitney Locke did not want to talk to Yvette, but she was afraid that the department head would notice something odd about her.

"There are more opportunities in Mediania, and it's also less competitive."

The department head always felt that Whitney Locke's resume was excellent. Thus, he agreed to all her conditions when she was first recruited to retain this talent.

Yvette laughed. "Is that so? As far as I know, those returning from the big foreign companies abroad aren't necessarily talented. It might be because they were dismissed. Director Collins, you ought to keep your eyes open!"

Just in time, the elevator arrived after Yvette finished speaking.

Yvette sashayed out of the elevator with a sense of superiority.

The two remaining people were a little embarrassed.

Seeing Whitney's gloomy face, the department head hurriedly comforted her.

"Don't worry. Ms. Quimbey just has a sharp tongue. She's a bit blunt, but she means no harm. I recruited you because I acknowledge your efforts. Once you prove yourself, she'll definitely change her mind about you!"

Director Collins wiped his sweat and wondered why Yvette suddenly said those strange words.

He was so confused.

Whitney smiled. She stared at Yvette's arrogantback and could not help but turn a little grim. Yvette felt extremely satisfied. She did not inform Lance of her arrival. When she saw Lance's closed office door, she just pushed the door open. However, there was no one inside.

The assistant, who followed in behind Yvette, rubbed his temples.

"Ms. Quimbey, Mr. Sheldon is still in a meeting." Yvette said, "Oh..."

She sighed and said, "Okay, I'll go back to my office and wait for him. Tell me when he's done with the meeting, but don't tell him that "m here."

The assistant nodded understandingly. "Understood! You want to surprise him, right?" However, the assistant did not understand why the bosses still needed to surprise each other when they saw each other every day.

No one could guess Yvette's mind.

Yvette turned around proudly and left with the two cups of coffee.

She walked to her office. Before she closed the door, she saw Director Collins taking Whitney Locke to the conference room.

Her face sank slightly.

Yvette closed the door and took a deep breath.

She tried to keep herself calm and cool asa cucumber.

She thought, 'I can't allow myself to be affected by such people.'

A moment later she said to herself, 'If he fired that woman right away, I could pretend that this never happened. If not... I'll let them know that I'm not to be trifled with!' Yvette just sat in her office and waited.

A minute passed, and her heart that was calm started to feel anxious.

She looked at the time.

Forty minutes passed.

Yvette thought, 'Heh... Would it be too abrupt if I brought the coffee into the conference room?'

She thought about it and did that.

Thus, Yvette walked out of her office with the two cups of coffee and went straight in the direction of the conference room.

However, when she pushed the door open, the conference room was empty. No one was there. The assistant nearby saw this and hurriedly ran over.

"Ms. Quimbey, the meeting just ended. I haven't had time to go over and tell you."

Since the water stains on the table stil] had not been cleaned, Yvette knew that the assistant was not lying.

Yvette smiled. "Where's Mr. Sheldon?"