Lance ignored him, picked up his wine glass, and finished the wine.
Marvin picked up the wine bottle and filled Lance's glass. "Think carefully. Don't regret it as I do."
Lance's long and beautiful eyes turned deep. His beautiful fingers held the wine glass and he drank it up in one swallow.
Marvin smiled, "When you get drunk, where do you want me to send you to?"
"Your place."
Lance picked up his glass and drank it. He could not be soft-hearted anymore.
...
After resting, Yvette calmed down and returned to her post on time.
Since Lance's intentions were so clear, she would let it go.
It was enough to be humble for one time.
She would not give up on herself.
She was not alone. She had a baby and Phoebe. No matter what would happen, she would face it bravely.
She was busy at work on Monday.
