“Oh! It’s you, Miss Xavier.” A man dressed in a white suit walked out of the company. Upon hearing the commotion, he came outside.

Yvonne Xavier scrunched up her eyebrows in disgust. The man standing in front of her was no other than Zack Zimmer, who had been rejected by Wendy Sorell. She knew what he wanted with her and said coldly, “Ah, it’s you, Zack Zimmer. Unfortunately we don’t entertain any romantic shits here, so I will have to ask you to leave.”

“Now, now, there’s no need to rush...”