The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss Chapter 1899

Lance’s eyes clearly sank. He was surprised by Yvette’s reaction.

Lance was dissatisfied. He would be overjoyed if it was before. But there was no joy in his face. He
was devastated.

“Are you still blaming me, Yvette?”

“Which thing are you referring to?” Yvette asked, lifting her eyelids.

Lance had done a lot of things that made her unhappy invisibly.

The two have never experienced such a chasm in their marriage.

Lance pursed his lips and looked at her, his gaze fixed on the expression on her face: “This is all about
Whitney.”

“It’s all over, isn’t it?” Yvette said indifferently.

Lance furrowed his brow: “You are free to express your dissatisfaction.”

Yvette said, “I knew this person existed before I got married, she couldn’t be a threat to me, I’m not
unhappy.”

And I, too, have an ex, so you don’t have to explain it too many times.”

Lance’s heart tensed as she mentioned his ex.

Whitney’s existence was more profound than her predecessor’s.

I’m afraid Sean wouldn’t be able to deal with it calmly if he turned back to her.

As a result, Yvette’s reaction was unexpected.



There was no argument, no fuss, and no hanging.

What else is he unhappy about?

But there was an audible sigh in his chest.

It will not dissipate.

“It has something to do with going to Cali.” As I previously stated, you are unsuitable. It is too
dangerous for you to handle.” Lance’s tone was low, and he had patiently persuaded her.

Yvette sat there, slightly frowning: “What makes you think that? You already judged my failure before I
went?”

“What if something were to happen to you?” Lance’s voice was a little tense.

“I’ll be careful, and it’s not like I don’t have bodyguards and assistants by my side.” Yvette said.

“What you believe is overly simplistic. Bodyguards and assistants cannot solve this problem. You have
the ability to do anything crazy.”

Unconsciously, his fists clenched.

Yvette gave a nod: “I’m mentally prepared, and I’m not going down without a fight.”

Lance, this is my first time taking a job seriously. Not on your or my mother’s shoulders, but on my own.
Let’s be honest.

Lance took a deep breath and his brow furrowed slightly: “Yvette, practise your hands here; isn’t it bad
to go shopping and spend money when you’re bored?”

Do you enjoy this way of life? Why do you have to put yourself in danger? “What are your plans?”



Yvette raised her head and smiled slowly at him.

She sighed and said, “You don’t need to control me like that because I’m your wife and your
subordinate, not your daughter.”

Of course, I enjoyed those days when I was high on money, but I was always uneasy, so I decided to
stand up and try it myself. Lance remained silent, his gaze fixed on her face.

For quite some time, Nobody took the initiative.

“What if I still disagree?” Lance asked, lowering his head.

How can he feel at ease leaving her in such a dangerous situation?

“Then I will resign.” Yvette said.

Lance fixed his dark eyes on her: “Are you sure you’re serious?”

“I’m not kidding; it’s like going back to work at Quimbey’s family business but my mother will not control
me with her hands and feet, and she will undoubtedly support what I want to do.”

She requires the opportunity to mature on her own.

Lance remained silent and did not speak again. He was nearly helpless in the face of Yvette, unable to
do anything.

Yvette became obstinate, and no one could help her…


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