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

charm. Jamie lowered his

turned around to pour another

Clank!

threw the glass

her down. Their position changed. Miranda

happened in a split second. Miranda was scared, staring

he leaned towards Miranda and

anything else except

one time after another. His voice was hoarse

drunken man had so much affection in his eyes that no

woman, Miranda

that

sense the danger, Miranda stretched out her hands, wrapped her arms around the man’s neck,

was only a finger’s distance

They exchanged breaths.

unfamiliar fragrance

smell didn’t belong to

away and got back

not want to miss this

longer have to serve those

her away and leave

her courage, undid the buttons, and revealed

Miranda knelt in front of

soon as she reached out, Miranda

“Get lost!”

on the

“Bang!”

flew past Miranda’s cheek and shattered on the LCD screen

man opened his drunken eyes, but his voice

“Get out!”

terrifying

no time to do her buttons,

by Jenny the moment

think you can leave

didn’t think so. I didn’t.” Miranda crawled on the

known better. It’s time to wake up

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

figures, Miranda was so scared that her tears burst out.

is my fault. I beg you! Please

debt even

You could have just

doesn’t belong to such a lowly woman

been for Miranda, who dreamed about leaving here, Jenny

clubhouse industry, one couldn’t afford to offend the

trouble, Jenny was still

innocent face and scoffed, “If you

who could share his bed with the