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The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

Chapter 1772
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Chapter 1772 Love Can Be Forced

Lance’s words gave Mrs. Quimbey a piece of mind, which allowed her tense heart to settle a little.

Mrs. Quimbey originally thought that Yvette would not be able to do the job and that her status would make the

employees unhappy.

However, when she heard what Lance said, she thought that she had been overthinking it.

Since it was beneficial to both parties, what was there to worry about?

This remark made Yvette blush in embarrassment.

Lance was a really good liar. Clearly, Yvette was the one who asked for this position, yet Lance made it sound so

grand as if Yvette was forced to take up the position.

Besides, those things that happened at the board meeting were still fresh in Yvette’s mind. Those people did not

unanimously agree on that decision. Instead, the voice of the opposition was suppressed.

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However, this was also good.

Yvette looked at Lance with delighted eyes.

When Lance looked up, he met Yvette’s gaze. Yvette seized the opportunity to wink at him and raised her

eyebrows. Lance was stunned. He then lowered his head to continue talking to Mrs. Quimbey with a warm voice.

When Fiona saw this scene, she could not help but feel elated.

Things between the children seemed to be better than everyone imagined.

Who said that love could not be forced? This couple in front of her just looks so in love!

They chatted and laughed for a while. Lance then took them out for dinner.

Lance was supposed to meet a client, but since Mrs. Quimbey was there, he could not be absent. He was very

thorough and postponed the dinner party with the client.

They ate dinner happily. It was never boring or awkward with Yvette around.

At 9:00 pm, Mrs. Quimbey rejected their offer to go for karaoke since she needed her beauty

sleep.

Fiona still had something to say and held Yvette’s hand. “If he dares to make you angry, don’t go easy on him and

just do as you please. I certainly won’t feel heartbroken if you beat him up! If you’re bored, you can come to me. I’ll

be here for you anytime.”

Yvette happily nodded her head. “Thanks, Mom. I think that you’re the most reasonable one in the whole family! If

not for you, I wouldn’t be so nice to him!”

Lance was speechless.

Fiona had an understanding expression and looked at Yvette even more dotingly.

Lance first sent Yvette home. Fiona then wanted Lance to go home to get a copy of the project proposal that he

previously left at home. Lance believed her and went to get it.

Midway, Fiona called her driver to pick her up and asked Lance to park the car on the side of the road

Lance was a bit puzzled. “Aren’t we going home?”

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Fiona sneered. “Do you really think that I want you to drive me back?”

Lance nodded his head. Otherwise, what else?

Fiona speechlessly took a deep breath.

“When we went to the office today, we heard a lot about you two.”

Lance frowned

Fiona immediately said, “It’s not that we deliberately want to pry into your private lives. Once we entered the

building, everyone was blatantly gossiping about you two doing it in the office … Of course, I understand that you’re

both young and have urges, but you should at least think about Yvette. How difficult is it for a girl to make a career

for herself? If she’s tied to these rumors, she won’t be admired for her skills even if she has great achievements.”

Fiona said unceremoniously. She knew what kind of person her son was. Lance would not care about what people

say.

However, even if he did not care about himself, he could not neglect that little cutie Yvette!

Thus, Fiona had to warn him.

Lance held back. He felt a little lost and helplessly answered, “Mom, it’s all a misunderstanding. There’s no such

thing. We were just hugging…”