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?

turned around and get

coldness made Yvette

or who knew how Ellen

voice slightly shaking as she

said mockingly, "Why do you

that he had said he would not care about

said, "Lance, I know you are angry, but this is urgent. I have no choice. I

cold smile, "What does it

he looked straight ahead and ordered

stood still. Her heart was as cold as the winter

of helplessness

put her arms around her knees, not

am, and there

car, Lance's face

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

it was not

in the car with Lance said under

eyes immediately darkened. He said in a cold voice,

he got out of

"Miss, please get off."

was not easy for her to get such a man

in a sweet voice, "Is there something

leaned

was icy and intimidating,

sense in the two-words

obediently got

she did not act in vain. Frankie paid

start the car immediately. Instead, he looked at Lance in the

Lance ordered, "Drive back."

didn't know who she could go

Black Bentley appeared in front of

Lance's

"Get in."

legs couldn't move as

"Ouch..."

and knelt at Lance's feet, her hand clutching

face, was lovable yet a

Lance's eyes flickered.

the car

got up and sat straight in the car with her hands on her

drove through the

He rested his hand on the forehead and closed his

not dare to disturb him and had

stopped

Lance instructed Frankie, his

responded and was

was not just letting him

"Lance!"

Lance opened his eyes and looked

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