"Miss Sherman, Mr. Chester asked me to give you a message." The Executive Assistant pulled out a document from the document folder in his hand and handed it to Evelyn Sherman.
"Mr. Chester said that if Miss Sherman is willing to sign this contract, not only will you not have to go to the Police Station, but he may also consider returning your contract with the Yale Group."
"..."
Evelyn glanced at the content of the document, and her pupils tightened.
Her delicate face turned pale.
She must have read it wrong.
How could Chester Yale make her sign such a contract?
"If Miss Sherman has made up her mind, I will wait here." The Executive Assistant held the document and quietly stood aside.
"..."
Is he seeking revenge on her by making her sign this contract?
Of all people in the whole world, what she couldn't face the most was his disdainful gaze.
But if she doesn't sign, she won't have to wait for the Yale Group to sue her for breach of contract and infringement on the script; she will be jailed for theft right now.
She can't go to jail...
Evelyn held the contract tightly in her hand, her fingertips turning white, "I can sign this contract, but I want to get the script contract first!"
"Miss Sherman, please follow me." The Executive Assistant, as if anticipating her answer, flashed a look at her and gestured for the security guards to step aside.
"Where are you taking me?"
Evelyn moved her numb arm, looked a little uneasy, and had no idea what was waiting for her ahead.
Moreover, wasn't her contract in Chester Yale's Office Room? Why go somewhere else?
"The contract in the office is just a copy; the original is not here." The Executive Assistant saw her confusion and explained without any expression.
"..."
Copies.
The contract she had been struggling with for half a day, which had almost turned her into a thief, was just a copy!
Evelyn widened her eyes in shock.
So, was all this a setup, and she fell into Chester Yale's trap as soon as she stepped into the CEO's Office?
Evelyn opened her mouth to speak, but the Executive Assistant had already turned around first and walked toward the elevator.
Like master, like assistant, so proud and cold, would uttering one more word mean losing a piece of meat?
Night silently descended, and Evelyn had no choice but to follow the Executive Assistant to leave the Yale Group Building.
The car stopped in front of a luxury restaurant.
The dazzling signboard was especially eye-catching under the dim moonlight.
"Miss Sherman, this way, please." The Executive Assistant walked ahead to lead the way.
Evelyn looked at the magnificent restaurant lobby in front of her, feeling a slight thud in her heart.
Chester Yale wouldn't be so kind as to treat her to dinner...
But in order to get the contract back, she didn't even have the right to refuse.
Evelyn didn't dare to think too much, afraid that she wouldn't have the courage to step in, and simply walked in without waiting for the Executive Assistant to urge her.
The spacious banquet dining room was splendidly decorated, and the light from the crystal chandeliers illuminated the entire restaurant as if it were daytime.
A row of waiters dressed in neat uniforms respectfully laid out the dishes on the table.
The air was filled with the aroma of delicious food.
The luxury restaurant, large enough to accommodate hundreds of people, was booked out.
Chester Yale sat alone at the table with his sinister eyes slightly closed, and his tall nose casting a silhouette on his perfect side face, looking noble as a god from a distance.
A single person, coldly separated a whole world.
As if sensing someone's arrival, Chester suddenly turned his head, his cold and sharp gaze fixed accurately on Evelyn's figure as she stepped into the restaurant.
Evelyn stopped in fright and wanted to flee for a moment.