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.

from these past couple of days, Charles’s impression of Yvette was still stuck on that six-month hell training from years ago. They had barely

gaze, and logged into a

playing 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 and

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

I… Charles hesitated as he got to this point, feeling embarrassed to

off the game, glanced up at Charles’s slightly flushed face, and pressed her lips

it out,

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

There was a pause.

no immediate reply, a wave of sadness came over

silent refusal, Charles thought. Just as Charles was about to say something else,

joy. ‘Does Ms. Zeller

It took him a moment to get back to normal, and he

Ms. Zeller, Charles

looked at the ecstatic Charles, feeling it was still necessary

yourself. We leave the day

joy on Charles’s face instantly turned into horror. Is Ms. Zeller going to

asked cautiously, “Ms. Zeller, does Professor Fry know

know, and

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

Yvette went to a small city in

top student in the finance department at the top university. But now she was going back to Clusia to study

stood up, getting ready to

you should remind Mr. Walson to watch out for Braydon. He might be planning something

the door

video chatting with Eagle King They

Fish instantly turned the camera towards her. A

the screen.

for a second. Then he shouted, “Boss, boss, I’m

slightly and glanced

he has pretty good food

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responded with a simple “Hmm.” She remembered she had to meet someone later, so she didn’t stay long and lett after saying a

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