The spark finally returned to Christopher’s empty eyes.


    “Let her in.”


    “Sure, Mr. Iverson.” The secretary made himself scarce.


    Secondster, the clicking of heels broke the silence in the private lounge.


    “Chris.”


    Following a tender voice, a lithe figure appeared before Christopher.


    The man narrowed his eyes and curled his lips as he admired the woman named Yvonne. It was as if


    he was appreciating his work of art.


    Yvonne, the manager of Pivotage, was a woman who had grown up faster than most. She approached


    Christopher with a flirtatious demeanor, her manner not tacky but exuding a sultry confidence.


    However, it was her face thatmanded Christopher’s attention


    Christopher’s heart raced the moment she strutted into the room.


    Her hair, luscious lips, confident smile, and face that he spent years tweaking had an uncanny


    resemnce to Be.


    The only thing Yvonne could imitate about Be, despite her best efforts, was her bodynguage and


    poise.


    “Come to me, Yvonne.” Christopher swallowed hard and curled his finger at her.


    Yvonne drew close to him, and he pulled her into his arms.


    “Chris…”


    With loving eyes, the woman hooked her finger around his Windsor knot and pulled his face closer to


    hers. She pouted her lips, giving herself to him.


    “What did I tell you? Have you forgotten?”


    Christopher grimaced, his tone icy. “You look like Be. Don’t think you are her.


    “Know your ce as a recement. My kisses are only for Be.”


    “Got it… I’m sorry, Chris. It won’t happen again.” Yvonne recoiled her arm. It was a rude awakening.


    Out of all Christopher’s subordinates, only she got to call him by his nickname.


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    Others believed the privilege came from Christopher’s love for her.


    Only Yvonne knew that she was granted the entitlement because of her resemnce to Be.


    Yvonne bit her lip as her heart was ripped right out of her.


    She had been with Christopher since the age of fifteen in Sentania. Be had always been on


    Christopher’s mind, despite the many years. Yvonne kept by his side.


    Yvonne wanted to meet Be. The woman must have been exceptional to capture the attention of the


    man Yvonne loved.


    “You don’t look like you’re in a good mood, Chris. Does it have something to do with Ms. Thompson?”


    “Be has gotten closer to Justin.”


    Christopher scowled sinisterly and resentfully. “Although they are divorced, I have the feeling that I


    can’te between their attraction. for each other.”


    “Why don’t you tell me what I can do to make you happy and help you, Chris?” Yvonne stared intently


    at the man.


    “I have taken you under my wing for so long. It’s time to make use of that face of yours.” Christopher


    held her face up with a finger. Following a knock on the door, his secretary’s voice came through.” It’s


    me, Mr. Iverson.”


    “Enter.”


    The secretary walked into the private lounge and saw Yvonne snuggling up against Christopher.


    Although this was not the first tir it had happened, he was still startled.


    The woman looked too much like Be.


    “What is it?” Christopher took a bite out of the fruit Yvonne fed him.