Chapter 1837
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
Chapter 1837 Let Her Work Overtime
Yvette touched her hair and suddenly realized something.
âI forgot! Why amlat your house? Iâll leave now!â With that, she grabbed her phone and headed
out. The person on the phone spoke in a suppressed tone. âYvette, hurry back to your room and go to
sleep!â Yvette froze in place when she heard that. She looked around dumbfounded as she tried to
recognize whose house she was in.
Clayton picked Nicole up with one hand.
âMs. Quimbey, you should go in and rest. Iâll take Nicole with me.â Luckily, they were drinking at home.
They would have been in trouble if they were outside. Yvette froze.
âOh, okay. Go back home then. Goodbye!â A voice once again came through the phone that Yvette was
holding. âYvette, hurry back to bed! If you drink so much again next time, watch how Iâll clean you
up!â Lance was ruthless and talkative. He was helpless over the video call. The maid sent Clayton out
and said, âMr. Sloan, have someone make Ms. Stanton some hangover tea before she sleeps.
Otherwise, sheâll get a headache the next day. They didnât drink much. They just mixed a lot of liquor.
Thatâs why they have such a reactionâ¦â
Clayton thanked her and carried Nicole away. The maid went back in and saw Yvette reaching for the
wine in the liquor cabinet again. She was so frightened that she hurriedly went over to stop
Yvette. âMadam, you canât drink anymore!â Yvetteâs phone was thrown onto the sofa at some point. The
man on the video call was going crazy.
âMrs. Sally, please bring her to the bedroom. If she doesnât obey, lock the door and leave her there
alone.â The maid promised Lance but did not dare to yank Yvette. Yvette grew up pampered. Her skin
was so delicate that the slightest touch could leave marks. Even if Lance said this, he would feel
heartbroken if he sees it later. The maid took a wine bottle while she carefully coaxed Yvette to go to
the bedroom.
âMadam, letâs go to the bedroom to drink. Iâll clean up this place.â Yvette followed the bottle in a daze.
â Okay! Whereâs Nicole? Where did she go?â
âMs. Stanton went home. Her husband came to pick her up just now.â The maid sighed as she spoke.
Yvette had answered the call herself! The good thing was that the bottle of wine in the maidâs hand was
already empty. Yvette merely hugged the bottle and did not let go of it. She then lay on the bed and
burped, then fell asleep in a daze.
Mrs. Sally wiped Yvetteâs face with a warm wet towel and covered Yvette with a quilt before she
carefully went out. Yvetteâs video call was still not disconnected yet. Lanceâs voice rang out. âSheâs
asleep?â Mrs. Sally went over.
âYes. Madam is still very well-behaved when sheâs drunk. She just fell asleep.â Lance laughed lightly
and thought, â How is that well-behaved?â
After he laughed, Lance instructed Mrs. Sally.
âMake her some hangover tea. Otherwise, sheâll get a stomachache. Iâll be back in a couple of days.
Please keep an eye on her and donât let her drink for the next few days.â Mrs. Sally responded while
her heart was pounding. She thought, âHow could I even control Madam?â Lance also thought of this
afterward. As soon as he hung up, he called the office.
âIs there nothing much to do in the office lately?â For convenience, Lance picked one of his own
people, Zane, to be Yvetteâs assistant. Zane was a good-looking person who was good at sweet-
talking, so Yvette had no problems with this assistant. Zane immediately replied, âMr. Sheldon, Iâm so
busy that I didnât get to go home last night. Didnât you want CF Corporationâs proposal urgently?â Lance
paused.
âI see that your boss, Ms. Quimbey, is very idle. If youâre so busy, get Ms. Quimbey to help you.
Otherwise, I wonât approve your overtime allowance.â Zane said, âMr. Sheldon, you mean⦠You want
Ms. Quimbey to work overtime?â