Both of them were smart and could understand with just one sentence.
Yvette was willing to take a step back, and this step was even laid at his feet. If Lance continued to argue and fuss over it, he would be the insensitive one.
Lance's expression loosened. The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he smiled at her drunken appearance.
"Then I'm really honored for the great Ms. Quimbey to get back on the right track. How can I repay you?"
Lance got the treatment that even Sean did not get. Lance was not an unappreciative person.
This marriage was still full of expectations.
Yvette's smile deepened, and her gaze became misty. She could feel Lance's tone soften.
Therefore, she blinked very suggestively. "Shall we continue our talk upstairs?"
Lance reached out and suddenly wrapped his arms around her body, pulling her over from the passenger seat to sit on his lap.
The two people were so close to each other that their breaths intermingled. There was a slightly intoxicatingly sweet and faint fragrance of wine on Yvette's body, wafting into Lance's nose.
Lance felt like he was getting drunk from it.
Yvette froze. Lance held the back of her neck and smiled. "I'm afraid... I can't wait anymore.”
Then, he claimed her lips. Sure enough, the fragrance o f wine overflowed.
Nicole received a call from Clayton and headed back.
She thought about where he put his medicine.
However, there was a sudden flash before her eyes, and the car was forced to stop.
At night, the vehicles were sparse on the wide road.
However, many people still saw this scene.
Several black cars appeared out of nowhere and forced the car to stop.
Nicole was there.
Her expression turned cold, but there was no hint of uneasiness.
This was her territory. No matter who it was, they would not be able to take her away so easily like last time.
The confrontation lasted less than a minute.
The person in the car behind came down.
Nicole did not move.
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