Everyone was packing up to leave at five o'clock when someone delivered a massive bouquet of roses over." Excuse me, who's Miss Yvonne Gideon?"

"It's me. What's going on?" Yvonne grabbed her latest Chanel bag and walked over to the entrance of the office.

"Flowers for you. The guy who delivered this said that he doesn't want you to be mad at him and that he'll marry you when you're at the legal age of marriage." The delivery guy handed the bouquet to Yvonne.

Yvonne took the flowers and looked at the card inside the bouquet with a grim expression on her face. Then, her face lit up. She threw the card into the bin shyly before leaving the office.

"Gosh, I can't believe the frigid boss would send flowers to a girl just to make her happy," a female colleague said and went to pick up the card from the bin.

A few of the female colleagues also curiously approached her to take a look.

It was unknown what was written on the card, but in the end, the female colleagues exclaimed in surprise," The boss was a guy with so much self- restraint! We can't believe all those motivational quotes online indeed. Men would always prefer the young and sweet

ones!"

A male colleague who was putting away his laptop laughed and said, "You people always stay up late to draw. Of course, your skin isn't as good as before. How can you compare to a pampered and spoiled young missus like Yvonne? It's only normal for Mr. Crawford to prefer a 19-year-old little chick. It'd be unusual for him to not like her!"

At this moment, Yvonne came back again.

Everyone shut their mouths.

"My card." Yvonne wanted to head to the bin the moment she came in. However, she saw the card in the hands of a female colleague.

However, she had already expected this.

The person holding the card must have read the card out loud. This meant that Bianca had to have heard it as well, right?

Yvonne was pleased with herself. Her effort of putting on this show was not wasted at all.

"Here. I was worried that you'd come back for this, so I picked it up from the bin," the female colleague said guiltily.

Yvonne replied, "Thanks. I regretted throwing this card away. I'm worried that he'll punish me tonight..."

The 'he' she mentioned was their boss who towered over all of them.

the combination of 'punish' and 'tonight' was the sure-fire kill that made everyone think of something intimate

course, they would think of something related to the

shy, Nina said naively, "Flowers from your darling? Why did he send it to the office? Are you

was watching this

by

punished if she makes him mad? Wow, I don't think a normal person would want this kind of love. It feels like the relationship of a master who

had turned as red as

aren't you?" Yvonne shrieked without caring about her image. She threw the flowers at

the help of Sue, Nina was able to

you were so scared of your darling punishing you because you threw away the card, but now, you've tossed

watching what was going on. They were stifling in waves of

she would stop things when she felt that it was enough. She grabbed Bianca and Nina before leaving the design

"You shameless slt! You failed to seduce my boyfriend and you asked your friends to humiliate me! Who

Yvonne lacked certain qualities and was uncultured. Other than that, they were guessing whether Yvonne was

seduced the

the design department was able to meet the boss privately, then this woman was really something else. She had to be a real-

to visit her father, and finally, she went to see

she got a message on her phone while she was

There were people taking care of him, and the environment was nice. If she was willing, she could also move

After she

had already come to this, and she did not dare to let her

man who was in his 70s. He

He should be living happily in peace.

Luke, she would

'thank you'. When she was about to hit send, she received another

sent her a voice message. His voice was deep

I'll go pick you up.

parents picking them up

did not

her location and stood next

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