Spoiled By My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 237 Don't Look down on Yourself

Lottie furrowed her brows and once again carefully sized up the girl called Durah in the middle.

She had a pair of beautiful deer eyes, and her whole body was white, clean, and beautiful.

It was the kind of woman that made men think that she was obedient and lovely at first glance.

So, she turned her head and glanced at her reflection from the glass door.

Today, she had come in a hurry. She was only wearing simple jeans and a white T-shirt. She was

extremely plain and clean. Compared to Yvonne in a long white dress, she looked very feminine.

Lottie was a little depressed.

Just as she was ashamed of herself, a tall and straight figure came in from outside the building.

The women who had been gossiping around Yvonne instantly quieted down.

The group of people bowed respectfully to the man. "Mr. Gibbons!"

Eddy frowned and nodded lightly. Just as he was about to get into the elevator, he saw the quiet

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The man raised his eyebrows.

Wasn't this Ralph's little wife who had lost her memory?

"She's here to deliver food to Ralph?"

He curled his lips and walked over to her. "You're here to deliver food?"

Lottie didn't have any impression of this man, but she only felt that he looked familiar.

She nodded silently. "Yes."

"Then why are you standing here?"

He glanced at the awkward expression on Lottie's face. "Have you forgotten which office he is in?"

Lottie paused. She was too embarrassed to say that she was listening to Ralph's gossip, so she forgot

to go upstairs.

So she nodded silently. "Well, I have a bad memory and forgot."

"It turns out that you will have a bad memory after losing your memory."

The man laughed. "But that's easy."

With this, he waved to the distance. "Yvonne, come here!"

Yvonne, who was surrounded by women, paused for a moment, and then walked over with a smile. Her

voice was gentle and pleasant. "Mr. Gibbons, are you looking for me?"

"Yes."

Eddy pointed at Lottie. "She's here to look for Ralph. She doesn't know where Ralph's office is. Take

her up."

Yvonne raised her eyes to look at Lottie, then smiled and nodded. "Alright, I happen to be going

upstairs to look for Mr. Chapman."

After that, she even reached out her hand intimately, wanting to take the thermos in Lottie's hand.

Lottie frowned and dodged lightly. "I can hold it myself."

Yvonne didn't mind her cold words.

She chuckled and led the way. "Ms., please follow me."

Lottie took a deep breath, lifted her leg, and followed her upstairs.

Eddy stood where he was and watched the backs of the two women leave quietly. He could not help

sighing with emotion.

He used to think that Yvonne in the company was beautiful.

But now it seemed that Yvonne was far worse than Ralph's little wife.

Even if she was wearing a lady's dress, she was not as good as her in jeans and T-shirt.

Ralph had really picked up a treasure.

When Yvonne took Lottie to the elevator, the women who had flattered Yvonne also squeezed up.

The narrow space of the elevator was almost full.

"Yvonne, why is Mr. Gibbons looking for you?"

Yvonne glanced at Lottie with a light smile. "This young lady is here to look for Mr. Chapman. Mr.

Gibbons asked me to send her up."

Those women couldn't help sighing.

"Are you still saying that Mr. Chapman is not chasing you?"

"Mr. Gibbons can see it!"

"Yes, if I didn't see that Mr. Chapman was interested in you, why would Mr. Gibbons let you do such a

thing?"

Someone even lowered her voice and said, "Mr. Gibbons specially asked Yvonne to send this young

lady to find Mr. Chapman. Is he afraid that Yvonne will think too much about the relationship between

this young lady and Mr. Chapman?"

"This should be the reason..."

Lottie stood at the door of the elevator with a thermos in her hand. She stared fixedly at the numbers

on the elevator and kept sneering in her heart.

These women's imagination...It was really rich.

The man had asked Yvonne to take her upstairs to look for Ralph because he felt that she did not know

the way.

Why had these women become evidence of the relationship between Ralph and Yvonne?

They were insane.

"Miss, what's your surname?"

Suddenly, Yvonne turned to look at Lottie and asked gently.

Lottie frowned. "My surname is Green."

"Ms. Green."

Yvonne smiled as she reached out her hand to Lottie. "My name is Yvonne. I'm the secretary of the

president of the DS Group."

After that, she smiled elegantly. "Are you here to deliver food to Ralph?"

Lottie frowned and nodded lightly. "Mm."

"Then may I ask, are you Ralph's... relative?"

"Relative?"

Lottie frowned and thought for a moment. "Kind of."

"Wife, can be considered a relative?"

Hearing her answer, Yvonne heaved a long sigh of relief.

She smiled and stretched out her hand, wanting to take the thermos from Lottie's hand again. "Since

it's a meal, I'll send it for you."

"If you have anything else to do..."

Lottie looked at her coldly and raised her hand to remove her hand from her thermos. "I have nothing

else to do."

"I don't need Miss White's help."

The woman's words made Yvonne's supporters unhappy.

The women almost rolled their eyes one by one. "What attitude! Yvonne just wants to help!"

"Yes!"

"Ms. Green, you are a relative of Mr. Chapman. Yvonne is the person Mr. Chapman likes. Maybe you

can become a family in the future..."

Lottie sneered and glanced at the woman who had just spoken. "Did Ralph personally say that he likes

her?"

Her words made the woman's face turn pale in an instant.

Yvonne's face also turned pale.

She bit her lip and glared at the woman. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Mr. Chapman never said he wanted to pursue me, nor did he say he liked me!"

"He just invited me to be his female companion at the banquet and asked me to choose any dress at

the mall. He paid for it."

"Again..."

She pursed her lips and subconsciously glanced at Lottie, her face flushed red. "He just drinks the

coffee I made for him."

"There's really nothing between us. Don't talk nonsense!"

Her words, which seemed to be refuting, made the surrounding women start to make fun of her again.

"He invited you to the party to be his female companion, and he's willing to spend money to buy your

evening dress. Aren't he chasing after you?"

"He only drinks the coffee you make for him every day. Doesn't he like you?"

"Yvonne, don't look down on yourself!"

These women's compliments made Lottie uncomfortable.

The woman clenched her hands into fists.

She looked up at the number jumping on the elevator.

If the elevator was slower, she might not be able to control her impulse and beat Yvonne into a pig's

head!

On the surface, she was saying that she had nothing to do with Ralph, but every sentence she said

was tempting others to praise her.

"What the hell is that? Does she think I can't hear it?"