The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1503

Yvette walked behind Lance, and Hans invited her in.

At a glance, the inside had a clean gray tone that was very similar to Lance's style - dull, reticent, and predictable.

The furnishings inside were not very luxurious but were clean and tidy and did not look cheap at all.

Lance took off his jacket and threw it to the side. Hans picked up the jacket and hung it up while giving his report.

"Mr. Sheldon, the director from the medical department visited in the morning and waited until the afternoon."

Lance seemed to have known and nodded.

"Has he eaten?"

Hans smiled. "Yes. The Vice President and I accompanied him."

Lance nodded.

"Their hospital wants to monopolize large-scale medical equipment and make a fortune. We can't agree to it so quickly. Delay it for now."

Hans nodded and agreed.

Then, Hans looked at Yvette, who was sitting on the sofa casually. He pursed his lips and wanted to say something.

Lance paused and cleared his throat.

"That's Yvette. You know her too. From now on, she'll temporarily work here."

Hans’s eyes widened in shock.

It was unbelievable.

Yvette turned over and revealed a perfect smile, nodding gently at Hans.

"Please give me your guidance."

Hans did not dare to believe it. How would he dare to guide Mrs. Sheldon?

When Lance saw her smile at Hans, his gaze darkened slightly, and his tone subconsciously turned a little cold.

"Hans, let the HR department come over later to do the entry formalities. She starts work today."

This time, Yvette was no longer able to smile.

“Does it have to be that formal?"

Lance looked at her with a pleasant expression.

"Of course. How else will we be able to explain it to my mother-in-law?"

Mrs. Quimbey was not a person who was easily fooled.

Yvette was speechless for a moment, but she felt like something was not quite right.

It seemed like something was amiss.

Hans also felt the same way.