How Stupid Are You?
The stretch limousine finally showed its worth today.
With Luca, all the seats were fully occupied.
However, when a car like this was full, it looked slightly cramped.
The weather was excellent, and the scenery was gorgeous.
Supposedly, with Nicole’s level, she should be sitting with Lance.
However, Yvette sat next to Nicole, and Lance did not mind sitting in the back.
Lance looked at Yvette for a while and saw that she did not have the slightest intention to look back at
him, so he was a bit flustered.
This feeling inexplicably made him uncomfortable.
Lance pursed his lips and spoke abruptly.
“Ms. Stanton, is Mr. Sloan recovering well?”
Nicole did not give him the cold shoulder and smiled. “He is. If not for Yvette’s call, we were planning to
go to the back of the school to watch the fireworks in the evening.”
Lance smiled. His gaze naturally shifted to Yvette.
“Looks like Yvette disturbed your time together…”
Yvette mumbled, “I only disturbed her because I had an urgent matter!”
“What urgent matter?”
Lance asked.
He wanted to ask that question for a long time.
For a moment, Yvette did not answer, and the car fell into silence.
The next second, Iris suddenly spoke up next to Lance and interrupted them.
“By the way, Mr. Sheldon, do you need to go through the project contract that was just signed today?”
Iris hurriedly took out the contract from her bag and handed it over.
Lance’s smile faded. He glanced at Iris coldly, and his dissatisfaction with her was incredibly obvious.
He pushed the contract away and spoke in an icy tone. “Get the legal department to read it over before
giving it to me.”
He was just short of saying, “How stupid are you to get such a trivial procedure wrong?” Iris naturally
heard the meaning of his words and just sat there stiffly.
She suddenly laughed.
“I forgot about that. Ms. Quimbey accidentally fell on the dessert tray that the kitchen pushed out and
made a mess. Fortunately, the kitchen was well prepared, so they still had dishes to serve. I was too
forgetful. Yvette, I told the attendant to get your clothes dry cleaned. Didn’t anyone show up?”
The last sentence was directed at Yvette.
At those words, the people in the car frowned and did not say anything.
Yvette was silent and clenched her fists. “No.”
Iris cried out in surprise. “How could that be? How could they forget just because you’re just a junior
assistant? I think that they’re just too careless. I’ll make sure to communicate this with their manager
later and tell them to apologize to you.”
Her tone was slightly nervous. She did not even dare to meet Lance’s cold gaze next to her.
Iris knew that Lance was watching her like he was watching a lying clown.
A few seconds later, Lance spoke coldly.
‘You told an attendant to go over? Why didn’t you go instead? Why didn’t you tell me about this?”
Iris froze.
62fb1bb41dcb31934bd49bda