Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 6 Well-Matched

He held his waist and crawled up in a sorry state, his face full of grievance. “Ms. Thiel wants to befriend me on Line, but I didn’t agree. I didn’t expect her to be so angry that she poured juice on me.

Yvette was speechless.

It turned out that both men and women could be Angelic bitch.

Max lowered his eyes, his face full of affection. “Ellen, I don’t want to let you down, so I can only refuse Ms. Thiel…”

Yvette retched.

Max’s words were interrupted.

“I didn’t do it on purpose. Continue.”

Yvette covered her mouth, her face full of innocence. She really felt unwell and wanted to vomit!

Max’s face was full of anger. After being interrupted, he had to say, “Ellen, you have to believe me.”

“Max,” Ellen said with a smile, “you’re so silly.”

Max’s face was full of pride. He had tried this trick many times before. No matter how deep their friendship was, it meant nothing in

front of a man.

In his eyes, Ellen was just a stupid woman.

Max stretched out his hands to hug Ellen, but before he could get close to Ellen, he felt a sharp pain in his crotch.

Ellen bent her knees, accurately and ruthlessly giving him a fatal blow.

Max immediately curled up like a shrimp in an oil pan, grimacing in pain, unable to utter a word.

“Do you know why I said you are stupid?”

Ellen looked down at Max with disdain. “You said that Yve wanted to befriend you on Line! How absurd!”

“Ellen, didn’t you say that we are fated? But you don’t believe me now, I’m so sad.”

Max endured the heart-wrenching pain and tried to save the situation. He still did not want to give up on Ellen. After all, Ellen was the best woman he had dated.

She was young, beautiful, and rich.

The most important thing was that he had not had her yet.

and stomped on Max’s leather

only know me for a month, but you want to drive a wedge between us.

“Dream it!”

the playa, Ellen was no longer in the mood to eat there. She held Yvette’s shoulder and said, “Babe, let’s go. I’ll take you to another restaurant.

Max’s face was distorted, and his expression looked icy. He thought to himself, if they fall into my

them suffer.

changed to another restaurant. It was a very famous high-end exotic restaurant in

Yvette said, “Ellen, I just heard that he wanted to

she finished speaking, Ellen

to explain. I know that he must have done something despicable to make you act so rough. After all, you have

I would be at a

ate for a while. Ellen looked at Yvette and hesitated for a moment and couldn’t help but ask, “Yve,

to do?”

the soup with a

the

through? What are you going to do?” Ellen

a broadcaster. Grandma said

I want her to

was

woman Lance loved the most had returned, she was no longer of any value

she should be more sensible and make room early and didn’t annoy

had a complex relationship, and Ellen was very afraid that Yvette would

are beautiful and capable. You used to be a radio station commander in college. When you leave the Wolseley Group, you will

when Yvette deeply loved Lance, there were many words that Ellen was inappropriate to say as she was afraid of hurting her. Now that Yvette had finally thought it through, Ellen was truly happy

Raison is back? When you were

a little surprised. “He has been back,

pay attention to Charlie’s Twitter? He’s a new favorite in the investment industry now

on Lance. She had lost contact with all of her

Ellen.

into college two years earlier than you, he was really good

nonsense. Charlie was

that Charlie took care of her as she was a freshman while he was the president of a

so she did not say anything else. She smiled

returned!” Yvette could not help but

to his family, and the two were

and Jamie had a good relationship, so after Jamie returned, the two groups

second, and she looked a little awkward.

should forget about the past, Ellen, Don’t live like this. Jamie is going to get married next

her. She knew that Ellen hooked

want to watch her best

past, so she smiled and raised her glass, “I don’t want to think so much about