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.”

sent Lance to the police

hear any news

slightly. He said coldly, “Check where she is

“Yes, Mr. Wolseley.”

He lowered his voice and said, “Mr.

raised his eyelids and asked

of drugging him. As a result, Ms. Lynn

and said with a cold expression,

“Yes, Mr. Wolseley.”

around and drove back to the police

Frankie saw Stephen, who was pacing

had been in

was going on. The interrogation had not

in the country now, and Stephen’s connections were not in New York. Stephen couldn’t do

raised his chin. He sneered, “Now, do you know that you can’t protect

Lance did not give Stephen a chance to speak back. He directly walked

later,

do it, so she wouldn’t admit

repeated what she remembered about that day

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

Yvette was also confused.

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

this time, the door of

“Ms. Lynn’s lawyer

Then, Yvette could be bailed out. But before the matter was clear, Yvette still couldn’t

that the lawyer with very good eloquence

outside, another gentleman in a suit walked up to

Ms. Lynn?

She turned to look at the lawyer who had just

“Ms. Lynn, I am

was stunned for

was the legal lawyer of

had just

Lance actually spared no effort to help

a low male voice interrupted Yvette’s

don’t have

in surprise and saw Lance. Although Lance looked haggard, he was still

complicated in her heart when

news that Yvette had come

low.

Lance clench his fists

you.” Yvette thanked

all, Lance had indeed helped her. Yvette thought she

don’t have

it was also very hoarse because

slowly loosened his fists behind

else noticed

Lance chuckled with self–mockery.

not expect that one day, he would become so careful and hide his

Lance thought as long as Yvette did

“Stephen, have you

“Yes.”

a folded phone that was the same as

turned on the phone and clicked