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?

around and get

made Yvette

couldn’t give up or who knew how

car, her voice slightly shaking as she pleaded, "Lance, please let me see Jamie. It

said mockingly, "Why do you come to

words seemed to remind her that he had said he would not

are

smile, "What does it have to do with

ahead

heart was as cold as

feeling of helplessness

her arms around her knees, not wanting others to

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

the car, Lance's face

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

it was not safe for Yvette to be outside

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

said in a

over. Without waiting for Lance to order, he

"Miss, please get off."

not easy for her to get such

sweet voice, "Is there

leaned on

voice was icy and

sense in the two-words

obediently got off the

act in

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

Lance ordered, "Drive back."

She didn't know who

the Black Bentley appeared

window slowly went down, and Lance's handsome

"Get in."

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

"Ouch..."

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

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

Lance's eyes flickered.

atmosphere in the car

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

car drove through

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

could not dare to disturb him and had to

car stopped

Lance instructed

was about to

until now was not just letting him

"Lance!"

called out. Lance opened his eyes and looked at

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