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.

take it. He half-opened his

an irresistible charm. Jamie lowered his head and drank from the glass in

turned around to

Clank!

the

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

scared, staring

as he leaned towards Miranda and said hoarsely, “Ellen,

say anything else except for the

after another. His voice was hoarse and

so much affection in his eyes that no

woman, Miranda got lost in

mind that she

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

only a

They exchanged breaths.

fragrance made

didn’t

away and got

did not want to

she would no longer have to serve those stinky and fat old

her away and leave

her courage, undid the

in front of

she reached out, Miranda heard the man

“Get lost!”

on the

“Bang!”

glass flew past Miranda’s cheek and shattered on the

eyes, but his voice was

“Get out!”

expression was so terrifying

to do her buttons,

was kicked by Jenny the

you think you can leave here

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

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

took out a stack of bills and threw it on Miranda’s face. “The losses tonight

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

my fault. I

back the debt even if she worked

asked for it! Don’t be too greedy. You could have just been an escort girl. But you are too

belong to such a lowly

hadn’t been for Miranda, who dreamed about leaving here, Jenny

the clubhouse industry, one couldn’t afford to offend the big

Jamie caused so much trouble, Jenny was still

Miranda’s innocent face and scoffed, “If you became his lover, you would be even

bed with the corpse every day.