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“Yes, this is a position many women dream of! How fortunate | am!” Yvonne responded cheerfully.
Norton smirked slightly, his gaze darkening just enough. “At least you're aware of your place.”
Seizing the opportunity, Yvonne grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “How do you think | did today?”
“Great,” Norton replied, a touch of approval in his tone.
“Then can | start working tomorrow?” Yvonne pressed eagerly, watching his face for any sign of agreement.
Norton's expression tightened, and a flicker of something unreadable crossed his features as he met her eyes.
“Do you truly want to work so badly?” Yvonne felt as though cold water had been poured over her, dampening
the enthusiasm that had bubbled within her. She squared her shoulders, her voice steady. “I do. I've said this
before—I want to work. | don’t want to spend my days cooped up, just observing your moods and trying to
decipher your every thought. I'm an adult, capable and willing. | want to earn my own money, even if it's not
much. The feeling of achievement, knowing it’s something I've earned with my own effort—that’s important to
me.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer voice softened as she looked away. “Forget it,” she muttered, a hint of resignation in her tone. “You'll never
understand. You always see things from your perspective, as if it's the only one that matters.” She had long
accepted that Norton was distant, living in a world of his own, never truly understanding the subtleties of other
people’s emotions.
As the car neared a turn, her voice broke through the silence. “Dropoff at Nightfall.”
Nightfall was a trendy nightclub, a new venture partly owned by her friend, an avid car enthusiast. She had been
invited to the opening but had declined. Tonight, however, she decided to show support for the place.
“Clubbing at this hour?” Norton's voice grew heavy with disapproval, his brow furrowing as he glanced at her.
“You're being a bit... naughty.”
The traffic light turned red, and Norton fixed his gaze on Yvonne, waiting for her response. But she didn’t meet
his eyes. Instead, her features stiffened, no longer displaying the excitement she had earlier.
“I have plans,” Yvonne replied curtly, turning her gaze toward the window, clearly signaling she had no intention
of discussing it further.
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Norton’s discomfort deepened as he sat beside her, feeling the tension grow in the space between them. “At
home, you can choose from my collection of wines,” he offered, a faint attempt at redirection, but his words held
little conviction.
As the light turned green, he focused on the road ahead, his gaze no longer drifting toward Yvonne. An
unfamiliar sense of unease settled in his chest. She seemed so unappealing when she was upset—distant, cold,
and unyielding in a way that unsettled him.
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