The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
Chapter 1895 Unprepared

Chapter 1895 Unprepared

The meeting room was dead silent.

Lance stared at Yvette intently, trying to see if she was doing this just to provoke him.

However, she was not.

It looked as if Yvette had made this decision long ago, and all she had left to do was announce it in this meeting.

Lance's face was gloomy as he looked at her in silence for a few seconds.

"You're unprepared for this, so there's no way you can go. It's more appropriate for someone else to deal with this."

Yvette expected Lance's objection.

Her eyes were arched when she spoke.

"It's because I'm unprepared that the people at Cali won't be on guard. How do you think the people at Cali would respond if it was a well- prepared director instead of me, who doesn't know anything?"

Lance's face was taut as he stared at her without

speaking.

Someone at the table nodded in agreement. "That makes sense."

In an instant, Lance's cold and stern gaze swept over to that person.

Even if everyone else agreed, they did not dare to voice their agreement.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was inexplicably tense.

Everyone realized that Lance just did not want to let Yvette go.

It also made sense from his perspective.

Lance could not leave this office, and if he allowed Yvette to go to Cali, he would have been left alone for the majority of the year.

There was silence for a moment.

Yvette could not help but cough.

"If there are no objections, it's decided then..." "Let's talk about this again some other time." Lance suddenly stood up. His voice was strong and resounding. He grabbed Yvette's wrist and went out.

The rest of the people looked at each other with blank faces until the assistant finally came in and coughed.

"Mr. Collins, please stay back for a while."

Mr. Collins froze for a moment. He watched as everyone left one after another while he sat there. "Is Mr. Sheldon looking for me?"

The assistant shook his head, smiled, and took

out a card from his pocket.

"Is this card yours?"

"Yes."

The assistant smiled. "According to the company's rules, you can enter the office and lounge above the 12th floor with this card, but this card is for personal use only. You didn't forget, right?" Mr. Collins smiled indifferently.

"How could I forget? I just lent it to Whitney Locke. Isn't that newbie related to Mr. Sheldon?" Mr. Collins blinked. He probably knew about Whitney's past with Lance.

The assistant coughed and looked at him solemnly.

"Mr. Collins, I'm here to solemnly convey Mr. Sheldon's words. You have seriously violated the company's policy, so your privileges will be revoked. In future meetings, you can come up here with others, but you' re not allowed to utilize the areas above the 12th floor in private anymore."

Mr. Collins's expression changed. "What? I just lent it to her. Isn't she Mr. Sheldon's ex-girlfriend?"

The assistant spoke indifferently, "There are no exceptions made in the company. Whitney Locke

has been dismissed, so you should also watch out for yourself."

Mr. Collins lost his strength for a moment and went limp in his chair.

His face was pale.

His nonchalant behavior in the past somehow became his weakness.

He thought that Whitney had a good relationship with Lance, so she could not be offended, but who knew that this would provoke Lance?

The assistant turned around and left. Mr. Collins hurriedly followed suit with a panicked face.

"Will Mr. Sheldon be mad at me?"

The assistant smiled and did not speak. He thought, 'If he wasn't angry, why would he confiscate your card?'

"He won't tell me to hand in my resignation, right? I won't be able to get this position in another company at my age!"

The only thing Mr. Collins worried about now was whether he could still keep his job.

He was aware of the despair brought by middle-aged unemployment of those around him, and he was afraid that it would happen to him. Lance's current action was a stern warning. Would Lance target him next?