Silas and Yvette agreed that Yvette would come to Mysonna in three months to help supervise the interns for a week.

Silas was satisfied. They chatted casually for a bit more before going their separate ways.

As soon as Yvette entered the apartment, she saw Flying Fish sitting on the couch, looking troubled.

To run or not to run, that is the question. Flying Fish thought,

Flying Fish looked at Yvette as Yvette walked in. Flying Fish said firedly, “Boss, you’re finally here.”

Yvette nodded. She figured out why Flying Fish had that expression.

The antique thing?” Yvette asked.

Flying Fish felt nervous. She thought, “Who could have guessed Boss knows Silas? If Lhad known, I would never have taken the job.

Yvette’s delicate eyebrows raised slightly, her expression indifferent, with a subtle smile on her lips. Her voice was deep, saying, “It’s sorted out. Silas won’t pursue it anymore.”

Upon hearing this, Flying Fish leaped up from the sofa and rushed in front of Yvette quickly. Then, under Yvette’s cool gaze, she came to a sudden stop.

“Boss, is it sorted out? That old guy isn’t going to follow up? I can finally relax. He’s got all those toxins, what if he played a trick on me? I’m really scared, Flying Fish said.

Yvette took off her canvas shoes, put on her slippers, and hand in her pocket. She walked unhurriedly towards Charles’s room. She gave a slight nod in response to Flying Fish’s words.

Seeing Yvette head towards Charles, Flying Fish decided not to follow. Instead, she flopped back onto the couch and made a call to the Eagle King.

Eagle King said he took a job and had been gone for three days without a word.

After Silas left, Charles lay on the bed, feeling strength slowly returning to his body. First, his facial features, then his hands and feet, and now he could move his whole body.

As Charles tried to get up, Yvette pushed the door open and came in, raising an eyebrow at his movement.

Charles looked up and then struggled to prop

“Ms. Zeller, you’re here,” Charles greeted.

himself up and sit

Yvette, with one leg bent, lounged lazily in a bean bag chair, exuding a very relaxed vibe. Charles sat awkwardly to the side.

stuck on that six-month hell

black phone, lowered her gaze, and logged into a game. Charles stood quietly on the side, not

her game, speaking in a detached and cool voice, “What are your plans now! Charles was silent for a moment, then he looked at Yvette

Zeller, my life was saved by Damian, Now that Braydon has acted against me, I feel I’ve repaid that debt.

he got to this point, feeling embarrassed

glanced up at Charles’s slightly flushed

it out,

the right words. He said, “Ms. Zeller, I want to

There was a pause.

came over Charles, as he guessed what

like a silent refusal, Charles thought. Just as Charles was about

believe it, his face lit up with joy. ‘Does

him a moment to get back

Ms. Zeller, Charles

the ecstatic Charles, feeling

college in Seacrity at Clusia. Prepare yourself. We leave

Charles’s face instantly turned into horror. Is Ms. Zeller going to college? What a joke!’ he

Zeller, does Professor Fry know

“He doesn’t know, and

what to say. Probably only Yvette dared to be so blunt with Professor Fry, the principal of the

students were more than qualified to be professors at the top university. Yet Yvette went to

student in the finance department at the top university. But

getting

leave, Charles quickly said, “Ms. Zeller, you should remind Mr. Walson to watch out for

pushed the door open

to the living room, Flying Fish was video chatting with Eagle King They were in a lively argument, going

come out, Flying Fish instantly turned the camera towards her. A face of extraordinary beauty

the screen.

King was taken aback by Yvette’s face for a second. Then he shouted, “Boss,

delicate expression softened. She tilted her head slightly and glanced at

looks like he has pretty good food there

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simple “Hmm.” She remembered she had to meet someone later, so she

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