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 doing?”

there were many employees watching the farce, so Emilie

even more proud.

that others don’t know that you are just

you…”

“Bang!”

words were interrupted by a crisp

Yvette, who had always been tolerant

loss for what to

and said, “How dare you

at Emilie coldly. “I’m teaching you how to

she would not

a very gentle person, not like what Emilie

cousin, she had long been used to being

was the first time she received

“You slut!”

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

She reached out and grabbed

not move.

as tall as Yvette. Emilie was like

do you think you are? You are just

than a

more and more people gathered.

“Stop!”

them. Lance had just come out

this farce.

instant, the lounge

a little afraid of him. Lance

restrain herself when she saw

she became unyielding. Half of her cheeks were red as she said with a sobbing tone, “Lance,

crazy.”

window, casting a shadow on

the pain of

of her

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

was like a wall, blocking

were

Her figure was

Lance had told her not to throw a tantrum at the

not allow her to

knew that and understood

Yvette wanted to ask if Lance had heard those words, or if

with Emilie.

wondered if she was just Lance’s plaything.

Lance arrived, but a few

gaze sent chills

suppressing the overflowing grief, and bowed

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

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

fine just because

finish, Yvette interrupted her, “I slapped you in

refuse to apologize.”

longer looked at

“You… slut!”

face twisted

this was the first time she

looked down on.

Yvette into pieces, it

humiliation Emilie suffered.

hear what that slut said? She slapped me, but

Call her back, and I will slap her

at Yvette’s thin back with gloominess in

Lance said in a cold

vicious woman. Lance was not biased toward Yvette,

didn’t care about Yvette.

a sinister look, “I will find someone to tear

“Emilie!”

Lance narrowed his

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