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 police

to hear any news

changed slightly. He said coldly, “Check where she is

“Yes, Mr. Wolseley.”

lowered his voice and said, “Mr. Wolseley, Ms.

eyelids and asked calmly,

Ms. Lynn of drugging him. As

clenched his fist and said with a

“Yes, Mr. Wolseley.”

turned around and drove

Lance and Frankie entered the hall, Frankie saw Stephen, who was

had been in

know what was going on. The interrogation had not

now, and Stephen’s connections were not in

He sneered, “Now, do you know

this, Lance did not give Stephen a

later, Yvette’s interrogation

do it, so

what she remembered about that

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

Yvette was also confused.

possibly drug others while the paper bag actually

this time, the door of the interrogation room

“Ms. Lynn’s

upload Only On NovelsReads(dot)com Then, Yvette could be

lawyer with very good eloquence was

outside, another gentleman in a suit walked

said, “Hello, are you Ms. Lynn? I am your lawyer

surprised. She turned to look at the lawyer who had just helped her and asked,

and said, “Ms. Lynn, I am the legal lawyer of the Wolseley

stunned for

man was the legal lawyer of the

just misunderstood

spared no effort to

time, a low male

You don’t have

raised her head in surprise and saw Lance. Although Lance looked

complicated in her heart

the news that Yvette had

temperature in the hall was low. Stephen immediately put his coat on

Lance clench his fists

Yvette

Lance had indeed helped her. Yvette thought she still had to thank

don’t have to thank

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

slowly loosened his fists behind his

one else noticed

Lance chuckled with self–mockery.

did not expect that one day, he

long as Yvette did not reject him, it didn’t

to ask Stephen, “Stephen, have you bought me

“Yes.”

Stephen spoke, he took out a folded phone

turned on the phone and clicked