"Young Madam, is there something you want to hide from Mr. Julian?" Yvette's tone, like her expression, was icy cold.
"It's not my secret, it's Cece's!" Evelyn laughed appeasingly, "You don't have to call me Young Madam, just call me Evelyn."
"The secret Young Madam wants to keep, I will make sure to keep it." Yvette responded coldly, "But when I feel it's necessary to tell Mr. Julian, I will naturally do so."
"Please don't be like that!" Evelyn moved closer to Yvette, her big eyes shining with sincerity, "We will be spending most of our time together, so you can really just call me Evelyn! Besides, what kind of situation would make you feel the need to tell Little Uncle? Yvette, you know! Little secrets between women shouldn't be told to men, right?"
Yvette's brows furrowed, looking at Evelyn, expressing her displeasure: "Mr. Julian instructed me to protect your safety, and if you don't cooperate, it would cause me to derelict my duty. I don't want a blemish on my career."
