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

coldness made

she couldn’t give up or who knew how Ellen

she pleaded, "Lance, please

and said mockingly, "Why do you come

her that he had said he would not care about

are angry, but this is urgent. I

does it have

he looked straight ahead and ordered

still. Her heart was as cold as the

feeling of

arms around her knees, not wanting others to see her

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

the car, Lance's face

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

was not

car with Lance said under the influence of

in a cold

Without waiting for Lance to order, he

"Miss, please get off."

go. It was not easy for her to get such a man

sweet voice, "Is there

leaned on Lance

was icy and

chilling sense in the two-words sentence frightened the

obediently got

she did not act in

again, Frankie did not start the car immediately. Instead,

Lance ordered, "Drive back."

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

Bentley appeared in front

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

"Get in."

numb legs couldn't move as quickly as she wanted. She tripped over the door

"Ouch..."

snorted slightly and knelt at Lance's feet, her

posture, plus Yvette's bewildered face,

Lance's eyes flickered.

in the

up and sat

through

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

anxious, but she could not dare

car stopped at

instructed Frankie, his eyes

responded and was

was not just letting

"Lance!"

opened his eyes and

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