Mr. Wilson looked at her, his gaze somewhat dull.
He was a notorious womanizer in the business circle. Heather George keenly noticed his gaze on Yvonne Young and flashed a calculating look, sympathetically saying, "Exactly, I don't know what's wrong with her; the girl is quite pitiful."
Then she signaled the security guard, "Take her to the back kitchen for some food."
It was obvious that Heather George did not like Yvonne Young and wanted her gone. Mr. Wilson chuckled and said, "How about this, Chairman George, let me save face for you and let her be my companion, joining me inside."
His ulterior motives were written all over his face.
Heather George pretended to be troubled, "Mr. Wilson, I have many guests today, and I don't have time to take care of this youngest aunt-in-law of ours. If you're taking her in, you better take good care of her."