Yulia's heart was already overflowing with bitterness. After hearing this, she felt even more aggrieved as Quill kept mentioning the friendship between the two families, but not them.
She even guessed the reason why Quill stayed here was that she was the daughter of the Maxwell family.
Thinking of this, Yulia revealed a wry smile.
"If I'm not the daughter of the Maxwell family, you won't even come to see me, would you?"
Quill did not answer.
"That's why I'm not willing to accept your help. The Maxwell family doesn't fully represent me. Even if the Maxwell family and the Hanover family were close, all of that had to do with my father and your parents and not me. Does this make you feel better? That you can ignore me without guilt?"
Quill gazed at her helplessly, probably not expecting Yulia to have said so.
That was right. She was the young lady of the Maxwell family, after all. She was well-mannered and knew what to say and not. However, she actually made the relationship between the two families clear in front of Quill.
After a long while, Quill finally spoke, "If you have to put it that way, do you want me to remind you we grew up together?"
Hearing this, Yulia's eyes became redder, and she mumbled in her heart, "You still remember we grew up together?"
"Our families have always been close. You and I grew up together, and you're younger than me. Now that the Maxwell family is gone, then I can be considered as your older brother," Quill said earnestly.
Older brother!
Yulia felt miserable when she heard this. She had loved him for so many years, but he only thought of himself as her older brother? She did not want to be his sister!
Yulia felt he should have just kept that to himself.
Thinking of this, Yulia closed her eyes. "Stop, say no more. I'm not willing to accept your help. The person who sent me to the hospital today is your girlfriend, isn't it? Please thank her for me. I'm in her debt. If there is a chance, I will return it."
She didn't want to owe any favors, not to mention that woman was Quill's girlfriend.
Speaking of Vera, Quill's expression became more tender. He replied gently, "You need to rest for now. Don't go to the company for the time being.
I'll inform the department to arrange paid leave for you."
Yulia raised her head in an instant and refused, "No, I don't need that. I can still work!"
Paid leave? She didn't need it!
"Quill, I don't need pity, do you understand?"
"This is not pity."
Quill stood up and straightened his back. His voice was cold and calm. "You're an employee of the Hanover Corporation now. You fainted because of overworking, so the company has the obligation to take responsibility for you. Hanover Corporation is responsible."
Yulia lost her tongue for a moment.
Knock, knock...
Someone just happened to knock on the door.
"President Hanover."
It was Juliette. She rushed over after receiving Quill's call.
"Your job for the next few days is to keep an eye on her, take care of her, and don't let her run around," Quill ordered indifferently.
After receiving the task, Juliette raised her eyebrows and answered, "Understood, President Hanover, I will take good care of Miss Maxwell."
After that, Juliette looked at Yulia and smiled.
"Hello, Miss Maxwell. I am Juliette, President Hanover's secretary."
Yulia did not respond.
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