Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Chapter 239

Chapter 239 What's the Point of Putting On Airs?

"Such a shameless girl," the woman holding Lance's arm sneered.

She was one of the barmaids working at Royal Club. Before these women entered the private room, the manager had reminded them that these people here tonight are real bigwigs of the city. They could not afford to make any mistakes.

The moment she walked in, she noticed Lance, the most impressive and handsome man in the room.

But his cold manner held off all the barmaids.

She thought there was no hope for her either.

Unexpectedly, when the party was about to be over, she was luckily called out by Lance and left with him.

It was impossible that she would let a girl who appeared abruptly from nowhere take Lance away.

The woman smiled, "Let's be reasonable. He is mine tonight as I came earlier than you. Wait for your own chance, okay?"

Yvette had no makeup and looked innocent. The woman thought she was just a college girl trying to hook up with a rich man.

What a pretender!

She looked at Yvette with disdain. These college girls were not necessarily nobler than her.

Lance glanced at Yvette, refraining from pulling her up.

He didn't use much strength just now. How could she still fall?

Lance stood still, and his dark eyes seemed unfathomable.

Seeing this, Frankie quickly bent down and helped Yvette up.

It wasn't that Yvette was deliberately waiting for someone's help. She had stood for hours in the cold wind, and her legs had become too numb to get up.

After standing up with Frankie's help, Yvette didn't want to waste time and anxiously looked at Lance, "I've come for Ellen. I need your help."

Yvette ignored the woman's ridicule. Self-esteem was not the thing she cared about. Ellen was more important now.

"I don't have time."

Lance refused straightly with no hesitation.

He was mad at her.

Lance knew Yvette had called Frankie, and Frankie had made obvious hints. Last night, Lance had waited for her at the company until three o'clock.

But Yvette never showed up.

She came to Marcus first, though Marcus wasn't able to help her.

She only thought of him when she had no other choice.

How could he not be mad at her?

refusing Yvette, Lance turned around and get in the car with the

coldness made

she couldn’t give up or who knew how Ellen would be

chased to the car, her voice slightly shaking as she pleaded, "Lance, please let me

his eyes and said mockingly, "Why do you

had said he would not

I know you are angry,

does it have

ahead

heart was as cold as

feeling of helplessness

down and put her arms around her knees, not wanting others to see

it was already past 1 am, and there was no one at the entrance of

the car, Lance's face

rearview mirror. He hesitated for a

was not safe for Yvette to be

in the car with Lance said under the influence

said in a cold

to order, he got out of the car and opened

"Miss, please get off."

not easy for

sweet voice,

body leaned

voice was icy and intimidating,

chilling sense in the two-words sentence

got off

act in

getting in the car again, Frankie did not start the car

Lance ordered, "Drive back."

from squatting. She didn't know

Bentley appeared in front of

and Lance's handsome face was immersed

"Get in."

numb legs couldn't move as quickly as she wanted. She tripped over the door

"Ouch..."

at Lance's feet, her

Yvette's bewildered face, was lovable yet a bit

Lance's eyes flickered.

atmosphere in the

embarrassed. She quickly got up and sat straight in the car

through the

He rested his hand on the forehead

she could not dare to

stopped at

her up," Lance instructed Frankie,

and was about to

until now was not just letting him

"Lance!"

opened his eyes and looked at

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