Oops I Banged the CEO novel Chapter 128

Yvonne hurried along the hallway, walking briskly. She stepped into the elevator, adjusted her mask, and quickly tied her hair into a low ponytail.

There were subtle differences in her appearance compared to how she looked at work, but only someone who knew her well would notice.

Yvonne was always cautious, careful to avoid any unexpected situations.

When the elevator doors slid open on the eighth floor, her high school best friend was already waiting right outside.

“Tina!”

“Yvonne—wow, you just get more gorgeous every time I see you.” Tina, dressed in a sharp business suit, radiated the polished confidence of a seasoned professional.

Yvonne had chosen a soft, intellectual look for the day: a silk blouse paired with a long A-line skirt in gentle pastel tones.

Her clothes had a subtle richness—no flashy logos, just understated elegance that made her look effortlessly graceful. Even among people her age, Yvonne had an unmistakable, fresh charm—sweet, yet refined.

“No wonder you were always the prettiest girl in class. You’re stunning! Wait, is that a ring? Did you get married?” Tina’s eyes widened as she spotted the wedding band on Yvonne’s finger.

“My God, who’s the lucky guy? Didn’t you bring him along?” Tina was in sales—loud, enthusiastic, always curious. She even craned her neck to see if Yvonne’s husband was trailing behind.

Yvonne blushed, caught off guard by Tina’s teasing.

“No, I came alone,” Yvonne admitted, not at all shy about her married status.

From a nearby private room, Tina’s excited voice had drawn the attention of several former classmates, who came to the doorway to see what was going on.

The guys, upon seeing Yvonne, all brightened up, while the expressions on the girls’ faces were a tangled mix of emotions.

“Well, if it isn’t our class beauty! Married, but no husband in sight. Looks like the guys in our class will have to fight for a chance to impress you tonight. What a privilege.” The voice came from Yolanda Zade, the notorious troublemaker back in school.

“And she’s class president too! I heard she works for some big-name company now, pulling in a few grand each month,” chimed in Crystal Roberts, another member of the old troublemaking trio.

Yvonne hadn’t kept in touch with her high school classmates, but even under layers of makeup, she could still recognize familiar faces.

Reunions, people always said, were like holding up a mirror to everyone’s true selves. She hadn’t even walked through the door, and the drama had already started.

Tina leaned in and whispered, “Yolanda started her own beauty clinic after making a fortune selling stuff online. Crystal got herself a sugar daddy after some plastic surgery—they think they’re above everyone else now. Let’s just ignore them.”

Yvonne wasn’t bothered by their snide remarks.

“Is our old homeroom teacher here yet? I brought a little gift.” Yvonne didn’t want to waste any time on petty drama—she just wanted to give the calligraphy set she’d bought to her former teacher as a birthday present, catch up with close friends, and then slip away.

“Not yet. He’s not feeling well today, might be late or might not make it at all. We’re putting all the gifts together to give him at once.” Tina took Yvonne’s hand, leading her toward the private dining room.

As they walked, Tina couldn’t resist shooting back at the troublemakers: “Some of us are just regular working folk, unlike you two—takes a lot of nerve to act out in high school. No way we could ever compete with that kind of courage.”

That set Yolanda and Crystal off. They shot Tina daggers, but seeing how feisty she was, their gazes slid over to Yvonne, who looked even more striking with her simple, elegant style.

He looked quite different from the shy, nerdy guy she’d seen backstage at that last industry event. He seemed more energetic today, still in his signature checkered shirt, the very image of an introverted researcher.

It was hard to believe this was Xenia’s secret weapon.

Truth was, Yvonne had another reason for coming tonight. Over lunch, Xenia had mentioned that if the Hamilton Group wanted to stay at the top of the pyramid, Yvonne’s new chip and smart system might be the edge they needed.

It sounded like an offer of allegiance, but really, Yvonne was just tightening her grip on Marico.

Cedric had said at lunch he wouldn’t come to the dinner, but changed his mind last minute—maybe he’d been pressured into it.

“Cedric, you’re a little late. The class president you always had a crush on? She’s married a penniless nobody.” Crystal sidled up to him, arms crossed, grinning.

Cedric’s eyes flashed behind his glasses, visibly shaken by the news.

The room quickly filled with teasing glances and knowing smirks.

Seeing Cedric’s reaction, Crystal thought she’d found the perfect way to get back at Yvonne.

“But hey, marriages can end, right? Besides, you’re a hotshot scientist now, making six figures a year. Yvonne, maybe you should give him another chance!” Crystal goaded.

“You sure you didn’t eat garbage in the bathroom? Your mouth is absolutely foul.” Yvonne’s face was icy, her voice calm and crisp.

The whole room erupted in laughter.