Chapter 177 I Have Nothing to Do With Her

Yvette, on the other hand, was calm as usual. She turned around to get a bath towel and handed it to the bathroom. When Charlie came out with the bath towel around his body, he was surprised when he saw Lance, but he quickly regained his composure. "Mr. Wolseley, it's so late. Why are you here?" Lance was obviously stunned, and he was even more in disbelief. "Why don't you let Mr. Wolseley come in and sit? Why is he standing at the door?" Charlie rubbed Yvette's hair and said sweetly. "It's too late," Yvette said expressionlessly. The two acted intimately as if Lance did not exist. Lance pursed his thin lips and his eyes turned red. "Is he your boyfriend?" he asked Yvette. The hurt look in Lance's eyes shocked Yvette. She was a little dazed for a moment. Lance reached out and pulled Yvette over. He was furious and said, "I'm fucking asking you a question. Is it him?"