Yvette's face suddenly turned pale.
She didn't expect Lance to be able to guess her thoughts so clearly.
Seeing that she had nothing to say, Lance knew that he had guessed correctly.
In an instant, his handsome face froze, and his throat became dry. He said hoarsely.
"Yvette, you are really ruthless."
Belle was also his daughter.
And she wanted to stop him from seeing Belle.
Yvette suddenly calmed down when she heard Lance call her "ruthless".
Ruthless?
In terms of ruthlessness, could she compare to him?
She looked at Lance's excessively handsome face. Five years had passed, but he barely changed. He was as elegant and charming as ever.
With her memory back, she began to look at him in a different way from before.
The impression he left her before made her heart turn cold.
She was no longer panicked. Instead, she became indifferent.
