Chapter 1838
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
Chapter 1838 Show of Affection
Zane had to ask for clarification. Before Lance went on a business trip, he clearly instructed Zane not to
let the companyâs affairs affect Yvetteâs normal life as much as possible. In other words, they should
solve all the small and miscellaneous things. What did Lanceâs phone call mean now? Lance wanted
Yvette to work overtime? Zane was afraid that he got the wrong idea. That was why he wanted to
clarify this. Lanceâs voice was dull across the phone.
âI just want you to find something for her to do. Ms. Quimbey couldnât sleep well because Iâm not
around, so itâll be better to divert her attention.â Zane said, âUnderstood, Mr. Sheldon. Donât worry. I
promise to make it so that Ms. Quimbey falls asleep as soon as she gets home!â So thatâs what it
is. Unknowingly, Lance just showed off his affection for Yvette. Lance let out a faint âmmâ and hung up
the phone in satisfaction. Zane was truly quick-witted. He understood without much explanation from
Lance.
The next day. Yvette woke up with a stomachache. Luckily, Mrs. Sally prepared a cup of hangover tea,
so Yvette felt much better after drinking it. Originally, Yvette did not plan to go to work that day. She just
wanted to lie in bed all day! However, suddenly something came up in the office. Zane called Yvette
repeatedly.
âMs. Quimbey, there seems to be a problem with the proposal. Do you want to come to the office to
take a look?â
âMs. Quimbey, the lawyer said that we need to study the agreement. Why donât you come over and
participate?â
âMs. Quimbey, weâre having lunch at noon, and we really hope that you can attend!â
âMs. Quimbeyâ¦â Yvetteâs phone never stopped ringing.
After Yvette turned off her phone, Zane started to call the landline at her house. Yvette could not get a
moment of peace.
Finally, Yvette unplugged the cable. Not long after, Zane called Mrs. Sally. Mrs. Sally was torn as she
went over to knock on the door.
âMadam, the office said that something happened. If you donât go over, theyâll just have to come to the
house to get your opinion.â Yvette went to get dressed reluctantly. She never knew that her role in the
company was so important that they could not function for a moment without her.
Thirty minutes later, Yvette arrived at the company with a cold face. She saw that everyone was just
talking about what to eat for lunch. How was this urgent? Zane came out of the office and walked over
with a smile.
âMs. Quimbey, youâre finally here!â Yvette pursed her lips.
âI thought that the company would go bankrupt if I didnât come. Lance never told me that being the vice
president was so important. It looks like my meager salary is really not enough!â Zane heard the
reluctance in Yvetteâs tone and hastily spoke.
âMs. Quimbey, since Mr. Sheldon is not around, everyone considers you as the companyâs backbone.
Youâre also the presidentâs wife, so who else could we look for if not you?â Yvette snorted coldly and
walked toward the office.
âI ordered coffee for you all. Go down and get it when it arrives later.â
âThank you, Ms. Quimbey!â When Zane followed Yvette, he carried a pile of documents with
him. Yvette saw it and froze. âWhatâs all this?â
âThis is CF Corporationâs project information. Mr. Sheldon needs the initial quote that they gave
urgently, but I still have a lot of things on hand. Can you pleaseâ¦â Yvette looked at Zane in
shock. âHey! Iâm the vice president!â âI knowâ¦â Zane felt embarrassed as he scratched his head and
smiled.
âBut these are confidential, so Iâm worried that others will leak the information. If itâs leaked, Mr.
Sheldonâs efforts will go to waste!â Yvette gulped speechlessly. So, the importance of this project was
that she had to look through this stack of documents? Yvette wrinkled her eyebrows. She looked
extremely upset.
âThen will I need to do such work in the future?â Zane pursed his lips and smiled shyly. âMs. Quimbey,
Mr. Sheldon took a lot of people from the project department with him. If he left some people behind, it
wouldnât have been like this.â â