Seeing Lance lower his stance so much and being so candid with her, Yvette reluctantly forgave him.
"Fine, but that’s that and this is this. My salary and treatment can't be worse!"
Yvette pursed her lips. She could not work for free!
Lance nodded seriously.
"You're right. Hans's basic annual salary is about $3 million, and the other bonuses added together would bring it up to about $5 million. Your value can't be less than his. I'll give you $10 million, and other bonuses can be negotiated. How does that sound?”
Yvette looked at him in shock, as if she was looking at an idiot.
Han's annual salary was the same as hers?
The annual salary that her mother offered her was less than three million!
Yvette did not lack pocket money, and her salary was indeed just a drop in the bucket.
If not for her mother's black card, how would Yvette b e able to squander so much money?
An annual salary of $10 million. Yvette felt like this was the pinnacle of the assistant world.
Yvette would be willing to work as an assistant for the rest of her life with this salary.
She tried to suppress her inner joy and nodded calmly on the surface.
"Alright. I’m doing this only because we’re husband and wife."
Otherwise, she would not lower herself just for money.
Lance nodded with a smile and did not seem to see through the little thoughts in her heart.
Yvette smiled and quickly entered her role.
"In that case, our relationship shouldn't be made public for the time being. It won't be good if other people find out about us.”
Lance's smile froze. "What wouldn’t be good?"
"They'll think that I came to the top through the back door!"
Lance looked at her. 'Didn’t you?'
"Okay, I'll listen to you, but it can't be hidden for long. The wedding is set for next month. It's already been booked."
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