Nicole was obviously on guard. If Sean Moore sent Yvette home, Yvette would be walking into a lion's den.
Yvette also did not want to have any entanglement with Sean. Anyway, since the contract was not signed, why would she still waste her time to please him?
Dream on!
"No, thanks. We've all had too much to drink tonight, s o let's go back separately.''
Yvette took Nicole’s arm. "Let’s go?"
Before they left, Yvette went inside to apologize to the rest of the guests, then instructed her assistant to wrap up the aftermath. She then took her things and strutted out.
When Yvette reached the door, she had a smile on her face but did not look much better.
Before Nicole could ask if Yvette was uncomfortable, Nicole saw that Grant also followed them out.
Yvette smiled and was just about to go up to say hello when she saw another person behind Grant.
It was a woman who looked extremely gentle and beautiful.
"Aida?"
Grant had been cold-faced until he turned around and showed a warm smile as he reached out his hand to carefully help the woman behind him down the steps.
The two of them looked at each other and smiled with a tacit understanding.
It was as if no one else but them existed.
From the time Yvette saw this woman, her face was miserably pale and a hundred times gloomier than just now.
Nicole frowned and thought that the woman looked familiar, but she did not remember who she was.
Grant saw Yvette and was stunned for less than half a second, then saw Nicole.
He smiled and said, "Lil N, do you still recognize her?"
Nicole shook her head honestly.
Yvette was silent for a few seconds and spoke with a smile, "She's the most popular girl in our school that's two years our senior, Aida Webber. Don't you remember?"
Nicole suddenly realized that there was indeed such a person, but Nicole completely forgot what she looked like.
Grant helplessly glanced at Nicole. "I guess your memory isn't as good as Yvette's."
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