Since she wanted to be unlucky, then Yvonne Young would fulfill her wish. With a sly smile, she turned the topic towards Spencer Sullivan, "Mr. Sullivan often goes to nightclubs, so he should know whether people there make money or not. When I said it, you all thought I was bragging."
Everyone: "..."
Did they have a death wish?
Each of them pursed their lips tightly, as if they couldn't be pried open with a screwdriver.
The atmosphere was eerily silent, everyone sweating nervously while Yvonne Young remained calm and composed. The elevator arrived, and she was the first to step inside.
The president's elevator next to them also arrived.
As Yvonne Young entered the elevator and turned around, she caught a glimpse of Spencer Sullivan's side profile. He looked upset, with his hands shoved into his pockets.
