Yvonne forced a polite smile. "Then, what good ideas can you share with me, Mr. Anderson?"

"None at the moment." Stephen answered so straightforwardly that Yvonne didn't realize that he was messing with her.

By the time she came to her senses, he had already left.

"Stephen Anderson!" she yelled.

Stephen didn't look back. He smirked teasingly.

Lloyd, who was standing far away and waiting, saw Stephen smirking. He couldn't help but be curious. "Mr. Anderson, what are you smirking about?"

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