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.

irresistible charm. Jamie

turned around to pour another

Clank!

the glass

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

scared, staring at the man

leaned towards Miranda and said

didn’t say anything else except for

time after another. His voice

man had so much affection in

was calling another woman,

mind that she was a

Miranda stretched out her hands,

only a finger’s

They exchanged breaths.

fragrance made Jamie

unfamiliar smell didn’t belong to

the woman away and got back to the

did not want

no longer have

Jamie would take her away and

courage, undid the buttons, and revealed

knelt in

out, Miranda heard the

“Get lost!”

froze on the

“Bang!”

flew past Miranda’s cheek and shattered on the

man opened his drunken eyes, but his voice was so

“Get out!”

expression was so terrifying that Miranda’s

no time to do her buttons, she

by Jenny the

think you can leave here

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

should have known better. It’s time

face. “The losses tonight are all on you. Pay off the debt! Otherwise, you

was so scared that her tears burst out.

is my fault. I

pay back the debt even if she

greedy. You could have just been an escort girl. But you are too

empathy. “He doesn’t belong to such

Miranda, who dreamed about leaving here,

one couldn’t afford

so much trouble, Jenny

scoffed, “If you became his

his bed with the corpse every day. Miranda was