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Nina nodded. "Makes sense."

Yvonne said, "Then let's first see if your boss can fulfill his promise as agreed. If not, we'll follow the steps I suggested. Anyway, once you get divorced, you're out, and who cares about the rest." "Okay."

They would cross that bridge when they came to it.

Nash headed to the York Corporation.

"Nina, could you get me a cup of coffee?"

After dealing with a stack of documents, Nash appeared somewhat fatigued. In a moment of absentmindedness, he instinctively called out, pinching his brows, only to realize the situation. Nina was not present at the York Corporation. She was currently with Yvonne.

The office felt unusually quiet without Nina around. Yet, Nash found himself oddly expecting her presence.

In a matter of seconds, however, he caught a whiff of rich coffee aroma, tinged with a hint of rose petals.

"Mr. York, this is your favorite coffee."

A respectful voice sounded by his side as Serene approached, holding the coffee.

Serene was a bit taller than Nina. However, she did not have Nina's fair complexion, nor were her features as striking. Even Serene's style of dressing was quite different from Nina's.

Today, she was not wearing a professional blazer. Instead, she had on a dress with puffy sleeves, cuffed at the wrists. The design of the neckline perfectly accentuated her curves, revealing her collarbones. One could say there was a calculated aspect to her choice of attire.

Nash's expression turned cold as he glanced over. "Did I ask you to make coffee?"

His tone was as sharp as a knife.

Serene remained polite. "Mr. York, I noticed you've been dealing with documents for quite some time and must be tired. Plus, Nina specifically instructed that in such situations, I should prepare a cup of coffee for you."

At this point, Serene pulled Nina out. Sure enough, Nash did not say anything further once Nina was mentioned.

Serene stood before Nash with the coffee. When she did not hear him speak, she cautiously asked, "Mr. York, would you still like the coffee?"

Nash frowned, showing impatience. "Take it away. And don't wear clothes like that to work in the future."

"Understood." Faced with Nash's cold and impatient attitude, Serene did not dare say much more.

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

Two sounds rang out simultaneously. Nash narrowed his eyes and saw Serene sprawled on the ground with coffee spilled everywhere.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Serene looked panicked. "I'm sorry, Mr. York, it was an accident. I'll clean it up. Can I borrow your hairdryer?"

There was a private lounge in the CEO's office, equipped with everything one might need.

A half-smirk played on Nash's lips. "What does cleaning up have to do with borrowing my hairdryer?"

Serene kept her head low with her voice barely audible. "I accidentally spilled coffee on my clothes. It

wouldn't be appropriate for memet

take leave and go home to change. I thought I could rinse it with water and then use the hairdryer.

Serene's explanation was spot-on, with no flaws. If it weren't for her previous incident and her

mentioning this, Nash would have approved her leave to go home and deal with it. But with her words, Nash caught on.

He stood up and walked over to Serene, towering over her.

Serene quickly got up from the floor. But the next moment, she stumbled and fell toward Nash.