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    “Congrattions, Yvonne!” Ethan said. “Your interview with Frank was a smashing triumph!”


    “Thank you, I’m so relieved it went well,” Yvonne replied politely.


    “I have two invitations to an industry g. Would you like to join me? After that interview, you’re bound to make a ssh in the scene. It would do your career a lot of good if you startworking as early as now. It would really pave your way to sess.”


    The passengers of the car were silent, so Ethan’s voice rang out quite clearly. Norton didn’t even think twice about eavesdropping, nor did he make any effort to hide it. His demeanor grew colder with every word Ethan said.


    Yvonne hesitated and cast a wary nce at Norton.


    “This is a rare opportunity for you to meet veterans in the field and build connections with them,” Ethan pressed on. “I really think you shoulde.”


    “I’ll think about it,” Yvonne said, notmitting right away. She ended the call and turned to look at Norton, who was visibly displeased.


    Bracing herself, she slowly said, “My boss invited me to a g. Do you think I should go?”


    “It’s up to you,” Norton answered icily.


    It was clear that he didn’t want her to go, but Ethan had a point—it was a great opportunity to further her career.


    Yvonne found herself in a dilemma. Should she go or not?


    Recently, Yvonne’s rtionship with Norton had finally taken a step forward.


    She snuck a nce at him. He was leaning back in the seat with his eyes closed, looking peaceful on the surface, but his furrowed brows gave him away. Something was clearly eating at him.


    After a moment of hesitation, she made up her mind. Picking up her phone, she sent a message to Ethan. “I’m really sorry, but I don’t think I can make it tonight.”


    Ethan replied almost immediately, “No worries. I’ll ask Morse instead. Get some rest.”


    Yvonne let out a quiet sigh and set her phone down, turning her attention back to Norton. His brows were still drawn together.


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    Without really thinking, she reached out and gently smoothed the crease between them, her fingers brushing his skin in a soft, calming motion.


    He stirred. Hisshes fluttered for a second, but instead of brushing her hand away, the tension in his brow slowly faded. Then, he opened his eyes—and when he saw her, something shifted. The cool distance in his gaze melted into warmth.


    Before she could pull her hand back, he caught it and held it firmly, his thumb slowly rubbing the back of her hand.


    Startled, she tugged twice, trying to free herself, but he only held her tighter.


    Blushing, she murmured, “I’m not going to the g.”


    Norton continued caressing her hand, his voice unexpectedly gentle. “If you’re not going, then don’t. You don’t owe me an exnation.”


    Yvonne nodded, still trying to withdraw her hand.


    He chuckled. “Why are you being so secretive about touching me?” Her cheeks turned crimson. “You were frowning… I just thought it wasn’t good for you to stay like that.”


    Without letting go, he pressed her palm gently against his cheek.


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