Chapter 1500

Read of The Divorced Billionaire Heiress-By I Wanna Eat Meat

However, this was a project that they were willing to facilitate from the beginning.
“A project is a project. She has caused me so much trouble since she was a child, and every time I want
to see how much she has grown, she would drag me down instead. How about this? I’ll just leave her to
you. Forget about the project. When she’s a bit more capable, let her come back to take over the
company.”
Mrs. Quimbey had her own plans.
Although Lance’ s offer for the new energy project was a gold mine, if she really accepted it, it would be
hard for Yvette to conduct herself in the future.
Yvette had such a flamboyant temper. Mrs. Quimbey would be heartbroken if Yvette had to suffer even a
little grievance.
Lance understood Mrs. Quimbey’ s meaning and did not force it. He glanced at the guilty Yvette and
nodded.
“Sure, then let her work with me for the time being.”
Yvette subconsciously raised her head, a little shocked.
She did not expect to actually end up working for Lance.
He was really bold!
After leaving Mrs. Quimbey’ s office, Yvette sighed in relief, as if she had just fought a battle.
It was still a loss.
Lance smiled. “Were you that scared?” “Weren’t you?”
Lance hesitated for a few seconds before speaking truthfully. “I really was a little afraid just now.”
However, he did not show it.
Yvette tossed the bag in her hand and looked back a t him.
“I’m hungry. Buy me lunch, Mr. Sheldon?” A smile surfaced in Lance’s eyes. “Sure.”
He chose a very romantic western restaurant. Yvette watched the waiter shaved white truffles on her
pasta and was a little dazed.



Lance suddenly asked.
“Who did you sell that project for S6 million to?”

Yvette faintly froze. She instantly thought of the messy relationship between her, Sean, and Sean’s ex-
wife. Yvette did not know how to explain it to her new husband, who was sitting in front of her. She
looked torn. Lance looked at her and waited extremely patiently for her answer.

It was impossible to hide it from him, since he would find out from other means.
In that case, she might as well tell him herself.
She pursed her lips. “My ex-boyfriend’s ex-wife.”
The waiter, who was listening on the side, froze. The white truffle fell and rolled on the floor.
Lance looked in displeasure. His cold gaze swept over, and the waiter quickly bowed to apologize.
“Leave.”
Lance’s voice was extremely cold. “Yes, sir. I’m very sorry.”
Yvette only looked at Lance when there was no one else around.

“Are you angry?” Judging by how he lost his temper at the waiter earlier, of course, he was angry.

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