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.

from the pain and angrily rebuked, “What the hell are you

time, and there were many employees watching the

even more proud.

are you proud of? Do you think that others don’t know that you are just a bastard? Your mother just casually slept with a man

you…”

“Bang!”

interrupted by a crisp

always been tolerant of her, would

at a loss for what to

a while, Emilie grimaced and said, “How

Emilie coldly. “I’m teaching you

had no parents, but she would not

mother was a very gentle person, not like what Emilie said.

As Lance’s cousin, she had long been used to being

she received such a

“You slut!”

like crazy and raised her palm high, about to slap Yvette in

and grabbed Emilie’s wrist so that

not move.

as Yvette. Emilie was like an octopus, looking

you are? You are just Lance’s toy in bed.

than a

words were harsh, and more and more

“Stop!”

Lance had just come

this farce.

instant, the

of him.

herself when she

was being beaten, she became unyielding. Half of her cheeks

crazy.”

window, casting a shadow on Lance’s

because of the pain of being wronged

of her hand.

Lance frowned deeply. “Ms. Thiel,

was like a wall, blocking Yvette from breathing.

were

Her figure was

entered the company, Lance had told

and he would not allow

that and understood

if Lance had heard

with Emilie.

wondered if she was just Lance’s plaything.

who had been watching the farce dispersed after Lance arrived, but a few bold ones stood not far away, waiting to

sent chills down

her palm, suppressing the overflowing grief, and bowed her

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

so Emilie raised her chin proudly. “Humph! Don’t

fine just because you

her, “I slapped you in my own name.

I refuse

that, Yvette no longer looked at Lance

“You… slut!”

face twisted

this was the first time

looked down

Yvette into pieces,

humiliation Emilie suffered.

“Lance, did you hear what that slut said? She slapped me, but

I

at Yvette’s thin back with gloominess in his

said in

Lance was not biased toward Yvette, so Emilie thought

care about

look, “I will find someone to tear her

“Emilie!”

Lance narrowed his

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