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?”

more Emilie spoke, the colder

security guards beside him and said coldly, “What are

this, the security guards held

and making a

“Stop!”

that time, there was a shout from upstairs.

security guard.

dare you touch

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

because of that

a bit of an impression of Yvette. She had heard that

became familiar.

downstairs. Seeing the mess,

walking stick.

she immediately complained, “Mr. Wolseley, you have to defend us.

her daughter. Emilie immediately

looked really pitiful.

“Stop crying!”

face was gloomy. Emilie was so scared that she forcefully suppressed

suddenly became much

it didn’t look good and quickly said, “Lance, Emilie

bully her!”

His voice was aged but imposing. “What’s going

“She splashed Yvette with

only then that Jaiden saw that Yvette’s hair was still stained with

a

continued, “She must have provoked Emilie. She deserves

deserves

turned cold as he looked over.

Rosa.

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

These two idiots didn’t

to bully Yvette. Jaiden didn’t

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

ears, Jaiden had always been easygoing toward

never been so angry.

mercy, but she was already dragged out

less than thirty seconds, the two were

was quiet

walked toward Yvette. He felt ached for her.

“Grandpa, I’m fine.”

clothes. Don’t

old mansion, Jaiden had prepared new clothes of all seasons

her clothes, Yvette went downstairs to have dinner with

sitting next to her. There were steaks. Lance remembered

notice it and absent-mindedly

thought of Emilie saying that Lance went to

he bring

thinking for a while, Yvette thought that it

was very strange today, and he seemed to

much. Emilie was close to Yazmin. It was a matter of time before Emilie knew it, so

was thinking, she suddenly felt someone

“Ouch!”

couldn’t help but call

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

from her leg.

was he doing? Was

and

Yvette?” Jaiden put down