Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Chapter 70 Call Me Honey

Lance’s voice was full of coldness and harshness.

Yvette paused and felt like turning around and leaving right now.

Yazmin smiled ironically and didn’t speak. She watched Yvette bend down to put the soup on the coffee table

and prepare to go out.

Lance caught a whiff of the perfume. He couldn’t help but look up and saw Yvette who was going out.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on his cold face as he shouted, “Wait a minute.”

Yvette stopped in her tracks.

Lance stood up and said to Yazmin, “I’ve highlighted the key points in the document. Frankie will take you to Mr. Chance. He will help you with it.”

Yazmin still wanted to say something, but Lance had already walked to Yvette and naturally wrapped his arm around her waist. “Honey, why are you here?”

Holding the document, Yazmin froze for a second.

Yvette was originally not used to being so intimate with Lance in front of others, but she noticed Yazmin’s undisguised anger in her eyes. She looked up at Lance with her watery eyes and said softly, “I came here to

see you.”

Yvette’s pure and pretty face was an innate advantage of her. When she acted obedient and tender, no man

could resist that cute side to her.

And neither did Lance. He couldn’t help but kiss her rosy lips.

Yazmin gripped the files tightly and felt her nails sink into her palms while a resentful look showed in her eyes. After a while, she calmed down and said softly, “Lance, I will go out first.”

Lance nodded and said, “Mr. Hyde won’t make things difficult for you anymore. Frankie will arrange

everything for you.”

Hearing what Lance said, Yazmin became happy again. She said sweetly, “Thank you, Lance.”

Then, she walked out of the room proudly and elegantly.

After the door closed, Yvette quickly wiggled out of Lance’s arms and went to open the thermos. Then she

said with a calm and cold voice, “It’s still warm. You can drink it now.”

Feeling the coldness in her voice, Lance narrowed his eyes. “You look a bit unhappy.”

Yvette made no reply. They hadn’t contacted each other for the past three days. She didn’t know that Yazmin had already changed her way to approach Lance and successfully entered the company.

She couldn’t help but think of the images that they discussed work in the same office every day, especially

had a crush on

L

thought of that made Yvette’s throat tighten, and she

didn’t like anyone to interfere with his work. If she told him about her feelings, Lance would probably

it

a little uncomfortable. With a cold face, he picked the thermos

he put down the thermos, Yvette got up and cleared away while saying, “Then I’ll

was about to leave, her wrist was grabbed by Lance. The sudden pull made her accidentally sit

his thigh.

her lips lightly. “Don’t move,” he

better now. Her father handed over the business in New York to her, but she can’t handle it now. There is a project that is

unhappy with it, I will ask someone else to assist her after these few days,”

expressionlessly.

There’s no need

to her, which already meant that he

front of her.

Instead, she knew what she

one could act as if nothing happened

people.

come, no one

body seemed to be burning. She

was already

up, placed her on the wide desk,

slowly

eyes. He gently spread her knees apart with his long legs. With desire in his

in the

feeling on her chest as

down. Every time his lips touched

“Mm…”

lips out of nervousness, and she gripped the edge

knocked on the door, accompanied

Wolseley, it’s time to

as she glared at him. “Lance… Let

trace of nervousness on Lance’s handsome face as he said hoarsely,

now.’

so many days that he couldn’t suppress

sex with her right now,

reached out to push him away, but Lance just pinned

red with tears, which made her look

was only one thought in Lance’s mind at this moment.

into his mind, and he wanted to make her cry

Lance grabbed her wrist tightly and leaned over to kiss her

the door outside seemed to know what was going on inside, and he stopped knocking

gradually calmed down and began to breathe more

beside Yvette’s ear and said in a hoarse voice, “Honey, sooner or later, you’ll make