The smile faded from Nash''s lips.


    "Bang!"


    Serene fell heavily to the ground, looking somewhat disheveled and genuinely in pain. At that moment, tears welled up in her eyes.


    However, all Serene could do was apologize to Nash, "I''m sorry, Mr. York, I seem to have twisted my foot. I... I really should be more careful!"


    "You really should!" Nash did not pay much attention to Serene. "With your little tricks, do you think you can really hook me?"


    Serene was speechless. Nash saw right through her.


    But of course, Serene could not admit it now. "Mr. York, you''ve misunderstood me. I just identally spilled the coffee when I fell. Look, it''s because the heels of the shoes I bought are too low-quality." Serene''s voice was somewhat hoarse, and her whole demeanor seemed embarrassed. Her shoes'' heels had indeede off.


    Nash did not even nce at them.


    His voice was cold. "It''s good not to have such thoughts, but do you think this is eptable?"


    "I''m sorry, Mr. York. I know I''m your intern secretary now, representing the image of York Corporation. But I''ve just graduated and joined the internship, and I really don''t have much money." Serene''s confidence waned as she spoke.


    Without even ncing at Serene, Nash instructed, "Go ask Quincy for an advance."


    "Thank you, Mr. York!"


    "Get lost." That was all Nash had to say.


    Since Serene was brought in by Nina, she would stay for now. Plus, after this incident, Nash believed Serene would step up her game.


    At Yvonne''s ce, the nanny she ordered had already arrived at the address. The nanny was busy in the kitchen preparing a meal while Nina lounged on the sofa, tuning in to the news. However, she quickly noticed that the headline of one particr story did not align with its actual content. Nina then sifted through some materials, determined to help the girl highlighted in the news.


    It was evident that the girl was innocent, unjustly victimized by rumors circted by her peers. Yet, due to the misleading headline, social media users were wrongly directing me toward her.


    Suddenly, Yvonne''s impatient voice


    interrupted, "I''ve said I don''t need it, I


    don''t need it! Leo Howard, do you not understand humannguage? If you don''t, I suggest you go back to kindergarten and learn!"


    With a "ck," Yvonne mmed her phone onto the coffee table, clearly frustrated.


    "Is Leo the guy who showed up with the pink roses?" Nina asked slowly, putting her phone down and addressing Yvonne.


    Yvonne looked surprised. "How did you know?"


    Nina replied, "I could tell from your words and expression."


    She had known in the car that Leo was pursuing Yvonne. Although he seemed decent, Yvonne had not mentioned him, so Nina had not asked. But now, seeing Yvonne''s emotions, Nina feltpelled to inquire.


    Yvonnemented, "I''m so fed up, you


    know? Just about a month ago, I


    went to Huntington for an art retreat,This is from N?velDrama.Org.


    and guess who I bumped into? This I


    guy! It''s like he''s everywhere I go.


    And you know what''s even crazier? He seems to be some sort of


    business partner with Joe!"


    Joe Turner, as Nina recalled from Yvonne''s previous conversations, was her half-brother from the same father but different mother but their rtionship was not good.


    "So, you dislike him mainly because of that?" Nina asked.


    Yvonne shook her head. "It''s not just that. It''s his behavior that really irks me. I''ve made it clear that I don''t like him, but he still persists. Do you know what he''s like? A stalker! He''s a real creep!"