It was a large vacation resort, so it was impossible that there was not a single attendant around.
Yvette shrugged. "My colleague said that she would call someone for me, but no one came. My phone broke and I just finished showering, so I couldn't let others come either. That's why."
Nicole frowned and pondered as she watched Yvette g o inside while holding the clothes.
A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.
"Luca?"
Nicole asked.
Luca said, "Yes, Ms. Stanton. Mr. Sheldon wants to see Ms. Quimbey."
Nicole rolled her eyes. Even without thinking, she knew that this matter today had something to do with Lance.
Yvette suffered injustice but did not notice it herself.
However, as a bystander, Nicole knew very well.
Yvette was set up by someone.
"No. Tell him to get lost.”
Nicole spoke unceremoniously.
The two people outside were stunned.
Luca calmly relayed Nicole’s words to Lance.
"No. Get lost."
Luca did not bother to reword it to make it sound more euphemistic and tactful.
Lance was stunned for a moment before walking up and knocking on the door to speak personally.
"Ms. Stanton, I'm Lance. I only want to see how Yvette i s doing. If it's inconvenient, please just tell her that I'll wait for her downstairs."
Although Yvette had a temper, she never held a grudge overnight. She would forget about it in the blink of an eye.
Lance knew that very well, so he was sure that refusing to see him was Nicole's decision alone, not Yvette's.
Nicole laughed softly and ignored him. She sat there and waited for Yvette to come out. 1
Fortunately, the people outside were tactful enough not to continue knocking on the door.
Yvette changed her clothes and even blow-dried her hair. She walked out looking fresh and sharp.
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