Oops I Banged the CEO novel Chapter 96

Judging by Nydia’s animated tone, Yvonne played along and asked, “What’s going on?”

She’d left in such a hurry earlier that she hadn’t noticed what was happening behind her.

Nydia pulled off her mask and took a long swig from her water bottle, nearly draining half of it before she finally burst out, unable to contain her excitement.

“We all thought Ms. White was Mr. Hamilton’s first love, right? Well, today, Mr. Hamilton did something completely out of character—he showed up in a pale pink dress shirt. Everyone figured he must be head-over-heels, like love had given him a new lease on life.

But then, right in front of everyone, he turned to that rich socialite and said, ‘That pink looks way too dowdy on you. Don’t wear it again.’”

Nydia puffed out her chest and put on a mock-serious face, imitating Marico’s deep, deadpan tone for the last bit.

Yvonne had just taken a sip of water to soothe her throat—thank goodness she swallowed in time, or she would have sprayed it everywhere from laughing.

“He actually said that?” Yvonne dabbed at the corner of her mouth, her face frozen in astonishment.

Nydia nodded enthusiastically, her grin nearly splitting her face.

“He did! And he said it in front of everyone, too. You have no idea—the room went so quiet, you could’ve heard a pin drop. If I were Ms. White, I’d have wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear.”

Just picturing it made Yvonne’s toes curl with secondhand embarrassment.

“With the atmosphere out there so tense, we’d better watch our step,” Yvonne muttered, still a little shaken.

She had a feeling Marico was in a foul mood today, and the last thing she needed was to get caught in the crossfire.

Yvonne took another sip of water and pulled her mask up securely, leaving only her eyes visible—just in case anyone recognized her.

After all, she was the wife of a well-known CEO, and here she was, picking up trash at a party like a cleaning lady. It didn’t exactly reflect well on him.

Her clear, bright eyes softened with sympathy.

She’d always thought he hated birthdays because his parents were gone, but never realized they’d died on his birthday. No wonder he never celebrates—it’s a wound anyone would struggle to heal.

Yvonne couldn’t help but let out a sigh.

“Our Mr. Hamilton really is the definition of the tragic, powerful CEO,” Nydia sighed as well.

“I saw you running around all over the place earlier. I was about to nominate you for employee of the year, but now I see you just have a nose for gossip.”

“What can I say? I’m exhausted—there’s no end to it.” Nydia waved her hand, pulling a comic face.

“And get this—besides Mr. Hamilton, word is he has two brothers who just returned from abroad. That’s why all the heiresses showed up tonight in their designer dresses, dolled up to the nines. Never mind the reunion or the birthday—they’re all here hoping to catch a rich husband.”