Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 13 Taking Revenge for His Wife

“Lance, this bitch said that you were together. Is she crazy? It is too dangerous to keep such a lunatic in the

company. Lance, quickly fire her.”

Hearing this, Lance suddenly stopped.

They were together.

He pursed his lips. The depression that had accumulated for the entire afternoon seemed to have

disappeared.

“Yvette.” Lance raised his eyebrows slightly and looked charming when he looked at Yvette. “Did you say

that?”

“Yes.”

Yvette bit her lips and replied, feeling that she should not have been so impulsive.

She regretted what she just said.

There were only two days before the divorce. Lance would never cause trouble for himself and admit their

relationship.

*See, Lance, she admitted it…”

Halfway through her words, Emilie suddenly stopped. She saw Lance put his suit on Yvette’s shoulder.

Even Yvette did not expect that not only did Lance not get angry, but he also seemed to be somewhat happy.

She felt that she must have been wrong.

Yvette was tall among the girls, but Lance’s suit was still too big for her. The suit couldn’t cover her beautiful

breasts, which had juice on them.

Lance swallowed hard. When he looked aside, he reached out and buttoned the top button of his suit.

His fingers were slender and beautiful. His motion was practiced and ambiguous. Yvette couldn’t help but

flush, and her heart was beating wildly.

“Lance!” The untimely scream ruined the atmosphere.

Emilie glared at Yvette. “This shameless bitch wants to seduce you. Don’t be fooled by her!”

Lance turned around and a chilling coldness flashed across his eyes. “Throw her out.”

Emilie was stunned.

What?

Throw her out!

“Lance, are you serious?”

Emilie’s tone was a bit uncertain. She felt that Lance wanted to throw that bitch out, but he made a mistake

when he spoke.

The security guards had long wanted to throw Emilie out. They surrounded Emilie and said, “Ms. Thackeray, please.

“Don’t touch me!” Emilie shook off the security guards’ hands, her face full of disbelief. “Lance, how could you treat me like this for that bitch?”

spoke, the colder Lance’s eyes

at the security guards beside him and said

the security guards held Emilie’s

crying and making a fuss, but

“Stop!”

from upstairs. Emilie’s mother, Rosa Wolseley, rushed down and kicked

security guard.

you blind? How dare

saw that her mother had come, she instantly became domineering again.

because of

impression of Yvette. She had heard that Yvette had

became familiar.

mess, he knocked on the ground heavily with

walking stick.

have to defend us. An outsider is in charge of your home

saying that, she pinched her daughter. Emilie immediately understood and cried out of

looked really pitiful.

“Stop crying!”

face was gloomy. Emilie was so

suddenly became

look good and quickly said, “Lance, Emilie

bully her!”

in a deep voice. His voice was aged but imposing.

“She splashed Yvette with

saw that Yvette’s hair

a

“She must

deserves it!” Emilio

eyes turned cold as he looked over. Emilie

Rosa.

raised his walking stick and pointed mercilessly at Rosa and Emilie. “You, and youl Get

his hands were trembling. These two idiots didn’t know what was good

to bully Yvette. Jaiden

his walking stick on the ground and ordered, “Don’t let them

couldn’t believe her ears, Jaiden had always been easygoing toward

never been so angry.

face trembled and she wanted to beg for mercy, but she was already dragged out by

thirty seconds, the two were thrown out by

was quiet

felt ached for her.

“Grandpa, I’m fine.”

and change your clothes. Don’t catch a

prepared new clothes of

her clothes, Yvette went downstairs to have

to her. There were steaks. Lance remembered that she liked it, so he got a piece for

did not notice it and

Emilie saying that

he bring

while, Yvette thought that it might be

was very strange today, and he seemed to not care about exposing the relationship

much. Emilie was close to Yazmin. It was a

suddenly felt someone pinch

“Ouch!”

couldn’t help but call

turned, Lance was gracefully picking up the soup and taking a sip. He had moved his

from her leg.

he doing?

buzzed, and her heart

down his fork and asked with