The next moment, Yvonne broke into tears. She did not even know what she was crying for. All she knew was that she felt an overwhelming sadness, something she needed to release.

Nina wrapped her arms around her, gently patting her back in silent comfort while shooting a warning glance at Joe.

The look was laced with reproach, but Joe didn't seem to care. Instead, he thanked Nina for taking care of Yvonne during this time. As he spoke, he nodded toward his assistant, who handed over a gift.

Nina narrowed her eyes in displeasure. "What is this, Mr. Turner? Surely you know your position here."

Joe smiled slightly. "I know this is just a small token, and I'm aware Mrs. York probably doesn't care for such things. But it's all I can offer. It's the thought that counts, I hope you'll accept it."

"No, thanks. I don't accept gifts when no favors have been done. We don't know each other that well," Nina replied coldly, clearly uninterested in prolonging the interaction. She turned to Yvonne and began to walk her out. Before they could leave, Joe's assistant blocked their way.

Nina scoffed. "What's this, Mr. Turner? Are you planning to keep us here?"

gave Joe a final icy glance before they left. Joe didn't look back at

sighed. "Let

call for the doctor, but Joe stopped him. "Order flowers for Yvonne, one bouquet every day. Make sure the flower shop gets creative with the notes." Surprised but obedient, the assistant nodded, unsure whether to ask questions or stay silent. Joe continued, "Also, write a few

missing. If you can recover those paintings, maybe she'll see you in a different light." Joe was taken aback. "The

stepped in to help Yvonne resolve the issue, a surge of frustration nearly drove him fine to go after Yvonne

"and arrange a meeting with

When she saw the card with his name on it, she promptly tossed

noticed and curiously approached. "Who sent those? Was

and started

I think there's a card.

quickly snatched the card and shredded it into

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