Chapter 942

"Oh, right!" Michael's eyes lit up instantly, almost forgetting about that golden ticket—oh wait, the big spender—Wilson! For Wilson, two billion dollars was just pocket change. Yvette took out her phone and immediately called him. … Wilson was sitting in the conference room, listening to his executives report on project updates. The sudden chime of his phone broke the monotony. When he glanced at the caller ID, his lips curved into a smirk. He raised a hand slightly, signaling the room to quiet down, and immediately answered the call. Wasn't Wilson notorious for hating interruptions during work? Yet here he was, grinning ear to ear? The executives exchanged puzzled looks but wisely zipped their lips. "Hey, baby, what's up?" His deep, velvety voice was laced with undeniable warmth. "Miss me already?" To be fair, Yvette should still be buried in her lab work, with no time to call him. "So it was a call from Mrs. Quinn!" the executives thought. The second he called h