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“Did she eat?” he asked in a quiet, detached tone.
“She did, but hardly touched it,” Z said with a sigh.
Norton gave a brief grunt in response, then got up and went upstairs. After cleaning up, Yvonne dragged a chair over and ced it against the door, just in case.
To her surprise, Norton never came to her room that night.
The following morning, when Yvonne got up for breakfast, Norton was already sitting at the table.
They ate without saying much, hardly speaking to each other.
Once she finished eating, she stepped out of the house and hailed a taxi. Norton didn’t make an effort to stop her.
She assumed he was still angry over her outburst the day before, but his quietness didn’t bother her at all.
Over the next few days, despite sharing a roof, they hardly exchanged a word.
She didn’t have the time to think about him—hertest magazine issue had be an unexpected sess.
Saul, with his good looks and surprising charm, had a new business idea that matched the environmental trend perfectly. Many readers were asking for another article about him.
Moreover, his restaurant Yvonne captured in her photos looked incredible in the magazine, and a lot of people rushed to Saul’s restaurant to take pictures and share them on social media.
A few business types, hoping to profit from the restaurant’s viral poprity, even contacted Stylist Magazine, suggesting they sponsor interviews.
During the editorial meeting, Morse couldn’t stop smiling.
“Since weunched the magazine, Nature’s Essence has always been our rock. You all kept saying innovation was out of reach, but look at Yvonne—she’s proven you wrong!”
He grinned at Yvonne. “From now on, you’re the section editor for Nature’s Essence! Come on, Yvonne, give us a few words!”
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Yvonne got to her feet with a smile, as Morse had asked. “Innovation isn’t all that tough. The sess of this issue isn’t just mine. Margie deserves credit too.”
She shared a heartfelt smile with Margie.
Margie was deeply touched. She hadn’t expected Yvonne to share the glory, especially during a moment that should have been all about her. Tears started to fill her eyes.
Malvina, on the other hand, looked at her with contempt and whispered to Margie, “Why are you so touched? She’s just a neer. With your experience, you should be the one in charge of the section.” Yvonne and Margie’s smiles instantly faded.
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