Yvette thought about it but could not figure it out.
Lance suddenly spoke.
"Did you forget anything when you got off work today?"
Yvette was stunned.
She looked up at him, baffled.
Lance looked at her expression and gave her a small reminder.
"When you got off work..."
Yvette blinked and spoke firmly.
"Although I came to eat, drink, and have fun, I made sure before I came that there were no urgent matters that needed to be dealt with tonight. So, there was no delay in any business."
Yvette looked at him and raised her eyebrows.
She looked at him like he was making a fuss out of nothing.
Lance tapped the steering wheel.
"When you got off work, you forgot to call me. Since you invited people from the office and used my card t o treat them, why didn't you ask me to come along?"
Lance spoke in a low voice and guided her patiently.
It was so hard to make her realize her mistake by herself, so he might as well say it frankly.
Yvette stiffened for a moment and then frowned.
Why should Lance come along?
If he came along, would they still be able to scold him s o freely?
It was supposedly just a get-together, but in reality, it was more like a venting session.
However, since Lance said that, she naturally could not explicitly say that everyone got together to diss him.
Yvette smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. She then explained what happened tonight with ease.
"Mr. Sheldon, you work overtime until midnight every day. When are you ever willing to attend such an event? Besides, it doesn't fit your status! I didn’t expect you to leave work so early, much less come over all of a sudden!"
Yvette explained, but in fact, she was just piling the excuses onto him.
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