The Divorced Billionaire Heiress novel Chapter 1645

Chapter 1645 Little Gentlemen

Yvette called out to Nicole with a smile. This was the top priority tonight. The cor just an appetizer.

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There would not be such a good opportunity on normal days.

Nicole paused slightly and shot Yvette a complicated look.

‘Aren’t you afraid that Mr. Sheldon will skin you alive when he finds out?”

Yvette avoided Nicole’s gaze sheepishly. “We’re just drinking. It’s not like we’re going to do anything else. Anyone would look twice when they see a fine specimen of the opposite sex. Besides, the bar owner is doing this out of kindness. What’s wrong with that?”

Nicole rolled her eyes speechlessly.

Yvette’s habits really could not be changed overnight, but Yvette had a sense of propriety in everything she did.

Although it was not nice to say it out loud, Yvette would never let herself suffer.

After all, she was still very satisfied with her marriage.

If it was ruined, it would be a waste of her expectations for Lance.

Yvette wrapped her arms around Julie. “Besides, you and Julie are here too.”

Nicole shrugged helplessly.

“I’m going back. I’m worried about Clayton being at home alone.”

Yvette looked at her in shock. “Nicole Stanton! You’re becoming less and less like yourself. You’re going back to take care of a grown *ss man?!”

Nicole shook her head. “I’m not taking care of him. He’s the one taking care of me. He only became like this because of me…”

Although Nicole was a little intoxicated, her reasoning was still clear.

The liveliness here could not stop her heart from wanting to go back and see Clayton.

Yvette and Julie watched Nicole leave and exchanged a glance.

Julie tugged on Yvette’s arm. “Tell them to come. I wanna check them out too.”

Yvette poked Julie’s cheek.

“Julie, you’ve changed too! You’ve become bad. Isn’t Kai’s face enough for you?”

Julie leaned on the sofa with narrowed eyes. Her alcohol tolerance was the worst. Although she drank the least, she already felt like she could not go on any longer.

The alcohol went to her head, and her vision started to overlap.

Yvette sat there. The alcohol made it so she did not feel guilty, and she put Lance to the back o f her head.

This was all normal social interaction in a place like this.

Yvette did not believe that Lance would not come to places like this to talk business.

At that thought, her inner courage grew a little.

“Come on. Feel free to order whatever you want. Sing if you want to sing and dance if you want to dance. Don’t mind us.”

Her words were very subtle. In fact, she wanted to see what the male escorts’ specialties were but did not want to ask directly. It was like a lecture from a class teacher.

They all learned about all kinds of tricky guests during their training, so this kind of request naturally did not seem excessive.

A thin and scholarly-looking man that had a refined smile said, “Then I’ll sing…”