Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Chapter 315 Draw a Clear Line Between Us

When Lance came out of the police station, he looked down with a deep frown.

“Mr. Wolseley, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?” Frankie asked.

“Get in the car first.” Lance’s thin lips were ghastly pale.

After Lance got into the car, he lay in the back seat. He rubbed his temples with his clean and slender fingers. Clearly, he was in pain.

“I need medicine…”

Frankie was stunned at first. But then, he immediately took out the painkiller from the central control table and put it in the bottle cap. Then, he handed the bottle of water and the pill over.

Lance took the pill and swallowed it expressionlessly. He then stretched out his hand and said, “I need three.”

Frankie hesitated and said, “Mr. Wolseley, Ms. Beckford said that you could only take two pills at a time. This pill is specially made. If you eat too much, it will damage your nerves.”

Lance frowned. “Give me the pill.”

“But…”

Lance frowned more and said unhappily, “How about I let you be Juliette’s assistant?”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Wolseley.”

Frankie knew that he shouldn’t have argued with Lance, so he hurriedly apologized and handed over the medicine.

After Lance ate the pill, he slightly closed his eyes, leaning against the back of the seat.

When Lance thought of the scene of Yvette being held by Stephen just now, his head hurt so much.

The violent emotions made Lance want to cut off Stephen’s hand.

But Lance’s reason told him that he couldn’t do that.

Lance couldn’t do anything that Yvette did not like him to do.

Otherwise, Lance would only push Yvette further and further away.

Lance was too afraid that Yvette would disappear without letting him know again.

Only Lance and Lance’s psychiatrist knew how Lance had been through these five years.

If Lance had not used medicine, he would not have been able to sleep peacefully.

Lance wouldn’t give up.

As long as Yvette was still single, Lance would still have a chance, wouldn’t he?

Even if Yvette really got married one day, Lance thought he might snatch the bride at Yvette’s wedding.

Anyway, Lance didn’t want things to become irreparable.

The car was moving slowly.

Lance frowned and asked, “Is Yvette out?”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Wolseley. I don’t know either.”

just sent Lance to the

hear any

slightly. He said coldly, “Check where

“Yes, Mr. Wolseley.”

checking, his forehead was covered in sweat. He lowered his voice and

raised his eyelids and asked calmly, “What

Mr. Horton from Freshness Entertainment accused Ms. Lynn of drugging him. As a result,

clenched his fist and said with a cold

“Yes, Mr. Wolseley.”

and drove

entered the hall, Frankie saw Stephen, who was pacing back and

in

not know what was going on. The interrogation had not

Stephen’s connections were not in New York. Stephen couldn’t

his chin. He sneered, “Now,

give Stephen a chance to speak back.

moment later,

do it, so

also repeated what she remembered about that

the other party was clear, and Yvette’s fingerprints were also detected on

Yvette was also confused.

could Yvette possibly drug others while the paper bag actually had her fingerprints? That

time, the door of the interrogation

said, “Ms. Lynn’s lawyer is

NovelsReads(dot)com Then, Yvette could be bailed out. But before the matter was

the lawyer with very good eloquence was hired by

walked outside, another gentleman in a suit

are you Ms. Lynn? I am your lawyer

at the lawyer who had just helped her and asked, “Then you

“Ms. Lynn, I am the

stunned for

man was the legal lawyer

had just

no effort to help

this time, a low male voice

fine. You don’t have to

Lance. Although Lance looked haggard, he was still

very complicated in her heart when

the news that Yvette had come out, and he immediately

the hall was low. Stephen immediately put

made Lance

Yvette thanked

Lance had indeed helped her. Yvette thought she still

don’t have

voice was very low and magnetic. And it was also very hoarse because he stayed up

his fists behind

one else noticed Lance’s

Lance chuckled with self–mockery.

did not expect that one day, he

Yvette did not

Stephen, “Stephen, have you bought me

“Yes.”

he took out a folded phone that was the same as Yvette’s

and clicked on it for a