Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Chapter 297 That Face!

Miranda’s chin hurt so much that it almost broke under the force.

Miranda’s forehead was covered in thin sweat. Her heart skipped a beat because Jamie was so cold and ruthless.

Miranda managed to stop her tears from falling down her cheeks.

Jamie carefully examined the woman’s face. Why did Miranda look so similar to Ellen? Because of her eyes.

Both of them had slanted eyes. The only difference was that Ellen carried a sense of arrogance in her gaze. She refused to show any sign of weakness when the odds were against her..

Miranda started making a living at a young age and developed an obedient personality.

Her eyes were beautiful, but they were full of flattery and obedience.

Miranda was the most similar and the least similar to Ellen.

Miranda endured for such a long time that her chin was almost crushed by the man.

Before she could plead, Jamie looked down and let go of her, dispirited.

Miranda collapsed, her heart pounding.

She was glad that she hadn’t done any plastic surgery on her chin. Otherwise, it would have broken.

The man sat upright with his legs casually crossed.

He ordered in a cold voice, “Pour me some wine.”

Miranda trembled as she poured the wine. The man drank one cup after another.

The wine had a strong aftereffect.

The man drank so much that his vision became blurry. The woman in front of him was increasingly similar to the one lying beside him every night.

He called out vaguely, “Ellen…”

This was not the first time Miranda had heard this name.

The first time Jamie bought her service, he asked her to stay by his side and stared at her in silence for an entire night.

Jamie didn’t let her laugh, cry, or make a sound.

From that time, Miranda knew that she looked like that woman when she didn’t make any sound.

When the man looked down, Miranda noticed that he had deep eye sockets, long eyelashes, and a neat brush cut. He exuded charm.

Jamie was attractive. No one doubted that.

He was way out of Miranda’s league.

But in every woman’s dream, there was a Prince Charming, who would save them in a dangerous situation.

Miranda poured another glass of wine and handed it over.

not take it. He half-opened his

an irresistible charm. Jamie lowered his head and drank

turned around to pour another

Clank!

the glass

neck, and pushed her down. Their position changed. Miranda was right

happened in a split second. Miranda was scared, staring at the man with her

disappeared as he leaned towards

say anything else except for

one time after another. His voice was hoarse and

so much affection in his eyes that no woman could

calling another woman,

that she was

sense the danger, Miranda stretched out her hands, wrapped her arms around

a finger’s distance

They exchanged breaths.

unfamiliar fragrance

smell didn’t

pushed the woman away and got back to the sofa, rubbing his

did not want

no longer have to

her away and leave

plucked up her courage, undid the buttons,

knelt in

soon as she reached out, Miranda

“Get lost!”

on

“Bang!”

Miranda’s cheek and shattered on the LCD

his drunken eyes, but his voice was

“Get out!”

terrifying

to do

Jenny the

think you can leave here just because the man

didn’t.” Miranda

should have known better. It’s time to wake up from your sweet

and threw it on Miranda’s face. “The losses tonight are all

figures, Miranda was so scared that

fault. I beg

pay back the debt

have just been an escort girl. But you are too

doesn’t belong to such a lowly woman

it hadn’t been for Miranda, who dreamed about leaving here, Jenny wouldn’t have had so

industry, one couldn’t afford to offend the

so much trouble, Jenny was

looked at Miranda’s innocent face and scoffed, “If you became his lover, you would

with the corpse