The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1837

Yvette touched her hair and suddenly realized something. "I forgot! Why am I at your house? I'll leave now!"

With that, she grabbed her phone and headed out.

The person on the phone spoke in a suppressed tone.

"Yvette, hurry back to your room and go to sleep!"

Yvette froze in place when she heard that.

She looked around dumbfounded as she tried to recognize whose house she was in.

Clayton picked Nicole up with one hand.

"Ms. Quimbey, you should go in and rest. I'll take Nicole with me."

Luckily, they were drinking at home. They would have been in trouble if they were outside.

Yvette froze. “Oh, okay. Go back home then. Goodbye!"

A voice once again came through the phone that Yvette was holding.

"Yvette, hurry back to bed! If you drink so much again next time, watch how I'll clean you up!"

Lance was ruthless and talkative. He was helpless over the video call.

The maid sent Clayton out and said, "Mr. Sloan, have someone make Ms. Stanton some hangover tea before she sleeps.

Otherwise, she'll get a headache the next day. They didn't drink much. They just mixed a lot of liquor. That’s why they have such a reaction..."

Clayton thanked her and carried Nicole away.

The maid went back in and saw Yvette reaching for the wine in the liquor cabinet again. She was so frightened that she hurriedly went over to stop Yvette.

"Madam, you can't drink anymore!"

Yvette’s phone was thrown onto the sofa at some point.

The man on the video call was going crazy.

"Mrs. Sally, please bring her to the bedroom. If she doesn’t obey, lock the door and leave her there alone."

The maid promised Lance but did not dare t o yank Yvette.

Yvette grew up pampered. Her skin was so delicate that the slightest touch could leave marks. Even if Lance said this, he would feel heartbroken if he sees it later.