"I'm okay, really." Yvonne quickly put the things away and jumped off the bed. "Letâs go, aren't we
going for dinner?"
"Oh yes, I almost forgot. Let's go!" Lynette picked up her bag.
Yvonne randomly found a place to sit down at the hotel lobby, then craned her neck and looked
around, trying to find out where Henry was seated.
However, she was left feeling a little disappointed when she found that he was nowhere in sight.
"What are you looking for? Your head is turning like a steering wheel," Lynette put a piece of fish on
Yvonne's plate.
Yvonne retracted her gaze, "I'm looking for Mr. Lancaster!"
Lynette's hand jolted, "What? Why are you looking for him?"
It was only then that Yvonne realized that she was thinking aloud. She bit her lip with a troubled
expression on her face. "Uh... I wanted to toast him to express my gratitude since he did so much
for me today."
"Makes sense," Lynette nodded understanding^ and didn't doubt her.
Yvonne breathed a sigh of relief. "But it seems that Mr. Lancaster isn't here."
"Of course he isnât. Why would a CEO like him squeeze with his employees in this hall? He has his
own private room," Lynette pointed above their heads.
"So Mr. Lancaster is in the private room upstairs?"
"Probably."
The corners of Yvonneâs mouth twitched, then she just ate the food on her plate in silence.
When they were done with dinner, the girls returned t o their bedroom together. Yvonne took her
medicine and washed up before calling it a day.
Today was a rough day that had left her both physically and mentally exhausted. Even after taking a
n afternoon nap, she was still dead tired and fell asleep as soon as she hit the bed.
It was Lynette who woke her up again the next day.
"Hurry up, Yvonne! Get up! We overslept!" Lynette hurriedly got dressed while urging Yvonne.
The latter was immediately startled awake when she heard that they had overslept. "What time is it
now?"
"Nine in the morning foreign time. Hurry up, everyone is gathering." Lynette threw Yvonne's clothes
to her.
Yvonne hurriedly dressed, then washed up in the bathroom before going out.
The two rushed to the hall and found that some executives were already taking the attendance.
When they saw the two of them running here, they glared at them and even criticized them in front
of everyone.
Yvonne lowered her head awkwardly, feeling her face burning.
She didn't even need to look up to know that many people were probably laughing at them.
"Alright, attendance is over. Those who wish to go skiing may approach Mr. Gary to collect the
equipment, then take the bus at the entrance to the snowy mountain. You're all dismissed!"
The crowd instantly split up into groups of two or three and dispersed. Lynette pulled Yvonne's
hand," Yvonne, let's get a set too!"
"Iâll pass. I don't know how to ski. Iâll just go up and look around." Yvonne waved the camera in her
hand.
She specially brought it here just to take pictures of Henry.
"Itâs never too late to learn! There are trainers on the mountain. Let's go!â Lynette dragged Yvonne
off with her to collect a set of equipment for themselves.
Yvonne looked at the pile of things in front of her and sighed in resignation. "Geez... Lyn..."
"Ah!â Lynette interrupted her with a strange cry. "Stop nagging and get on the bus quickly. The first
bus is gone already! Weâll be left behind if we miss this one."
After saying that, Lynette ran toward the bus with her hands full of stuff.
Yvonne was between tears and laughter. She shook her head and then chased after Lynette with a
huge bag of things.
The hotel they stayed in was situated at the foot of the snow-capped mountain. It took half an hour
to reach the mountain. Since it was Yvonne's first time traveling abroad and also up a snow-capped
mountain, she kept snapping photos of everything during the entire journey.
Lynette even wondered if the internal memory would b e full very soon if Yvonne kept snapping
photos at this speed.
"Whoa..." Yvonne was stunned by the sight in front of her as soon as she got out of the car.
She felt as though she was in a pure white world. There was a vast expanse of white everywhere
and she could barely see the end.
"So this is the largest ski resort in the world." She blinked her eyes and forced herself to return to
her senses. Even so, the shock in her heart still remained.
"Yep, and this was only made possible because our company is now backed by the Lancaster
Group. Otherwise, we would never have the opportunity to come to this kind of place for team
building," Lynette replied excitedly. 1
Yvonne nodded in agreement.
"Let's go, Yvonne! It's our free time now. Why donât we go further up? There should be a trainer
there." Lynette pointed to a building that resembled a railway station not far away.
Yvonne looked in that direction, then followed behind her.
The snow was so thick that Yvonne struggled to walk, and she could hear the snow crunching with
every step she took.
The sound was rather piercing to her ears and she didn't like it very much. It even made her skin
crawl somehow.
"Lyn, are you really skiing?" Yvonne pulled down the fluffy beanie on her head to cover her ears.
Lynette turned her head around and smiled, "Of course. How could I pass up on such a rare
opportunity?"
"But I recall you donât really know how to ski either," Yvonne mumbled.
Lynette rolled her eyes at her. "Thatâs why Iâm looking for a trainer now. Iâm sure weâll be fine if we
follow the trainer. Alright, hurry up now Yvonne. It's too cold here. I need to exercise to warm myself
up."
"It's really a bit cold," Yvonne exhaled into her hands and could see her breath condensing into
white fog with her naked eyes.
Fortunately, she was dressed warmly. Otherwise, she would definitely not be able to bear the
coldness.
On the platform, Lynette really found herself a trainer and happily bid farewell to Yvonne before she
went off skiing.
Yvonne sat on a bench alone, fiddling with her camera as she browsed all the photos she had taken
along the way.
"Miss Frey," Joe came up to her in a ski suit.
Yvonne put down the camera and stood up, "Mr.
Woods."
Joe looked around then asked, "You're here alone?â
Yvonne nodded, "Yes, my friend went skiing. I donât know how to ski so I can only stay here. Do you
need m e for anything?"
"Nothing in particular. Mr. Lancaster actually asked m e to come find you earlier." Joe smiled.
Yvonne felt a burst of energy. "Mr. Lancaster? Does he have anything to tell me?"
"He said that you can go back to the hotel and rest if you feel cold here. Oh, and youâre not allowed
to go skiing." Joe glanced at the ski bag resting by her feet.
Yvonne nodded repeatedly, "Tell him I wonât go skiing, but what about him? I haven't seen him
today.â
"Mr. Lancaster is skiing. He's right there!" Joe pointed i n the direction.
Yvonne quickly looked over and saw a tall figure wearing a black ski suit rushing down the steep
slope on a snowboard before he quickly disappeared at the bottom of the slope.
"My God!" Yvonne covered her mouth and was frightened by the scene. "Mr. Woods, is that really
Henry?"
"It is," Joe replied affirmatively.
Yvonne gulped audibly. "Is it safe for him to be skiing at such a high speed?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Lancaster has participated in skiing competitions with Dr. Summers before and he
has placed as a champion. He wonât get injured."
"But I'm still a little worried. What if something happens to him when he glides from that height?"
Yvonne frowned in concern.