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

coldness made Yvette

who knew

she pleaded, "Lance, please let

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

seemed to remind her that he had said

"Lance, I know you are angry, but

a cold smile, "What does it

he looked straight ahead

stood still. Her heart was as cold as the winter

feeling of helplessness overwhelmed

arms around

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

the car, Lance's

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

and cold, and it was not safe for Yvette

the car with Lance said under the influence of alcohol, "Is

eyes immediately darkened. He said in a

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

"Miss, please get off."

It was not easy for her to get such a man as

in a sweet voice, "Is

leaned

voice was icy and intimidating,

the

got

she did not act in vain. Frankie paid her 200

start the car immediately. Instead,

Lance ordered, "Drive back."

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

Black Bentley appeared in front

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

"Get in."

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

"Ouch..."

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

posture, plus Yvette's bewildered face, was lovable

Lance's eyes flickered.

atmosphere in the

was extremely embarrassed. She quickly got up and sat straight

car drove through the

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

she could not dare to

stopped

up," Lance instructed Frankie,

and was

not just letting him

"Lance!"

opened his eyes and looked at her

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