Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Chapter 2

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 2 His Ruthlessness

Lance’s beautiful eyes did not reveal any emotion. Marvin’s words did not attract hist

attention.

Yvette had always been gentle, and she was not a jealous woman.

As long as Yvette behaved herself, Lance would treat her well.

In the elevator…

Yvette looked up, not wanting her tears to fall, but tears fell from the corners of her eyes and quickly disappeared into her ears.

She thought that two years was long enough to win Lance’s love, and Lance would find out how good she was.

But all of this was just Yvette’s wishful thinking.

It turned out that no matter how hard Yvette tried, she was not as good as Lance’s ex,

who had returned.

When the elevator door opened, Yvette had returned to normal, but her face was pale.

Yvette dragged herself to the break room, wanting to make a cup of coffee to sober herself up.

The chatting of a few employees inside entered Yvette’s ears.

“Have you seen the news? Yazmin has returned.”

“Who is she?”

“You don’t know? Yazmin’s father is the president of the Myers Group, and Yazmin is a senior designer. The key is that she is the only girlfriend that our president has acknowledged. I heard that she is Mr. Wolseley’s first girlfriend.”

“Isn’t it rumored that Mr. Wolseley and Yvette have an affair?”

“Yvette? At most, she’s just Mr. Wolseley’s sex partner. Mr. Wolseley has never acknowledged her. Yvette is so proud. She thinks she will be Mrs. Wolseley. How stupid!”

Yvette curled her lips and smiled sarcastically, feeling that anyone could see better than

her.

Yvette was the only one who was confused.

“Ahem, have you woken up

from

your dream?”

A mocking voice came from behind. The one who came in was Lance’s cousin, Emilie Thackeray. She had always been at odds with Yvette.

Emilie must have heard the gossip of the employees.

Yvette did not want to have a conflict with Emilie in the company and turned to leave, but Emilie blocked her path.

Emilie held the coffee she just made and said with a mean face, “Now that Yazmin is back. Do you think Lance will sleep with a lowly good–for–nothing like you?”

Seeing Yvette ignore her, Emilie continued to ridicule her.

“Do you need me to introduce some old men to you? Anyway, you are good in bed. It

doesn’t matter whom you sleep with.”

Yvette’s hands, which were hanging by her sides, were secretly clenched. She said coldly, “This is the company, not a brothel. Ms. Thackeray, if you want to do business, you should go somewhere else.”

“You…”

Yvette was indirectly scolding her for being a prostitute.

Emilie’s expression changed.

She suddenly splashed the hot coffee on Yvette.

Yvette did not expect Emilie to be so crazy. Yvette hurriedly reached out. The hot coffee was poured on her arm. Her snow–white skin instantly turned red.

rebuked, “What the hell are

time, and there were many employees watching

even more proud.

you proud of? Do you think that others don’t know that you are

you…”

“Bang!”

words were interrupted by a

always been tolerant of her, would hit

at a loss for what

Emilie grimaced and said, “How

teaching you how

not allow anyone to slander

a very gentle person,

in anger. As Lance’s cousin, she had long

first time she received such a

“You slut!”

rushed up like crazy and raised her palm high,

reached out and grabbed Emilie’s

not move.

not as tall as Yvette. Emilie was like an octopus, looking a little

was furious and cursed, “Who do you think you are? You are just

are worse than

harsh, and more and

“Stop!”

low male voice sounded behind them. Lance had just come out of the office and

this farce.

an instant, the lounge

a little afraid of him. Lance

her to restrain herself when she

when Emilie thought about how she was being beaten, she became unyielding. Half of her cheeks were red as she said with a sobbing tone, “Lance, look at

crazy.”

casting a shadow on Lance’s handsome

had the urge to cry because of the pain

her

Yvette’s gazes met Lance’s, Lance frowned deeply. “Ms. Thiel, don’t you remember the

a wall, blocking Yvette

were

stood alone. Her figure was

Lance had told her not to throw a tantrum

and he would not allow her to lose her

knew that and understood Lance’s

at the moment, Yvette wanted to ask if Lance had heard those words,

with Emilie.

was

colleagues who had been watching the farce dispersed after Lance arrived, but a few

cold gaze sent chills

her palm, suppressing the overflowing grief, and

As an employee of the Wolseley Group, I shouldn’t have

her head, so Emilie raised her

be fine just because you apologize…”

Yvette interrupted her, “I slapped you in my

I refuse

saying that, Yvette no longer looked at Lance and

“You… slut!”

face twisted in

was the first time she

she looked down on.

Yvette into pieces, it would not be able to offset

humiliation Emilie suffered.

hear what that slut said? She slapped me, but

back, and I will slap her a hundred

Yvette’s thin back with gloominess in

said in a cold

Lance was not

didn’t care

her teeth and said with a sinister look,

“Emilie!”

Lance narrowed his

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