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 in the

made Yvette

she couldn’t give up or who knew how Ellen

slightly shaking as she pleaded,

and said mockingly, "Why do you

that he had said he would not

I know you are angry,

does it have to do

ahead and ordered

stood still. Her heart was as

feeling of helplessness

slowly squatted down and put her arms around her

1 am, and there was no one at

car, Lance's face

rearview mirror. He hesitated for a second and asked, nMr. Wolseley,

was dark and cold, and it was

car with Lance said

said in a cold voice,

over. Without waiting for Lance to order, he got

"Miss, please get off."

wouldn't go. It was not easy for her to

said in a sweet

body leaned

voice was icy and

chilling sense in the two-words sentence

obediently got off the

act in vain. Frankie paid her 200

Frankie did not start the car immediately. Instead, he looked at Lance in

Lance ordered, "Drive back."

were numb from squatting. She didn't

appeared in front of

window slowly went down, and Lance's

"Get in."

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

"Ouch..."

at Lance's

bewildered face, was

Lance's eyes flickered.

the

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

through

seemed tired. He rested his hand on the forehead and closed his

not dare to

car stopped

Lance instructed Frankie, his eyes still

and was about

until now was not just

"Lance!"

out. Lance opened his eyes and

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