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?

and get

made

or who

to the car, her voice slightly shaking as she

mockingly, "Why do you

that he had

you are angry, but this is

smile, "What does

he looked straight ahead and

Her heart was as cold as the winter

feeling of helplessness

around her knees, not wanting others to

there was no one at

the car,

at Lance through the rearview mirror. He hesitated for a second and asked, nMr. Wolseley, should I

dark and cold, and it was not safe for Yvette to be

woman who got in the car with Lance said under the influence of alcohol, "Is your assistant

eyes immediately darkened. He said in a

order, he got out of

"Miss, please get off."

not easy for her to get such a man

a sweet voice, "Is there something

body leaned on Lance

icy

sense in the two-words sentence frightened the

obediently got

act in

not start the car immediately. Instead,

Lance ordered, "Drive back."

didn't know

Bentley appeared in

window slowly went down, and Lance's handsome face was immersed in the

"Get in."

hesitate. But she was so hurried that her numb legs couldn't move as quickly as she wanted.

"Ouch..."

at Lance's feet, her

bewildered face, was lovable yet a bit

Lance's eyes flickered.

atmosphere in the car

She quickly got up and sat straight in the car with

car drove through the dark

tired. He rested his hand on the forehead

she could not dare to disturb him

the car stopped

up," Lance instructed Frankie, his eyes

was about

not just

"Lance!"

his eyes and

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