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?

Yvette, Lance turned around and get in the

coldness made Yvette

couldn’t give up or who knew how

she pleaded,

narrowed his eyes and said mockingly, "Why do you come to me?

her that he had said he would

are angry, but

does it have

straight ahead

stood still. Her heart was as

feeling of

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

and there was no

car, Lance's

through the rearview mirror. He hesitated for

cold, and it was not safe for Yvette

Lance said under the influence of alcohol, "Is your assistant a

in

for Lance to order, he got out of the car and opened

"Miss, please get off."

the woman wouldn't go. It was not easy for her to get such

in a sweet voice, "Is there

leaned on Lance

icy and intimidating,

in the two-words

got

not act in vain. Frankie paid her 200

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

Lance ordered, "Drive back."

squatting. She didn't know who she could go to

Black Bentley appeared in front

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

"Get in."

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

"Ouch..."

snorted slightly and knelt at Lance's feet, her hand clutching his

posture, plus Yvette's bewildered face, was lovable yet

Lance's eyes flickered.

the car suddenly

and sat straight in the car with her hands

car drove through the

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

she could not dare

stopped at Yvette's

instructed Frankie, his

was

was not just letting

"Lance!"

his eyes and

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