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?

Lance turned around and get in the car with

coldness made

couldn’t give up or who knew

she pleaded, "Lance, please let me see Jamie.

mockingly, "Why do you come

that he had said he would not care about

know you are angry,

does it have to do

he looked straight ahead and ordered Frankie to

Her heart was as cold as the winter

feeling of

arms around her knees, not wanting others to see her

am, and there was no one at the entrance of

the car, Lance's face

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

it was not safe for Yvette to

got in the car with Lance said under the

eyes immediately darkened. He said in a cold voice, "Stop

pulled over. Without waiting for Lance to order, he got out of the car and opened the

"Miss, please get off."

woman wouldn't go. It was not easy for her to get such a man as

said in a sweet voice,

body leaned on

icy and intimidating,

in the two-words sentence frightened

got off the

not act in vain. Frankie paid

car again, Frankie did not start the car

Lance ordered, "Drive back."

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

Black Bentley appeared in

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

"Get in."

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

"Ouch..."

Lance's

bewildered face, was lovable yet a

Lance's eyes flickered.

atmosphere in the car

embarrassed. She quickly got up and sat straight in the

through

He rested his hand

not dare to disturb him and

stopped at

Lance instructed Frankie, his eyes still

responded and was about to

until now was not just letting him send her

"Lance!"

opened his eyes and

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