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.

angrily rebuked, “What the hell are you

were many employees watching the farce,

even more proud.

mean expression. “What 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 and had

you…”

“Bang!”

were interrupted by a crisp

always been tolerant of her, would hit

loss

Emilie grimaced and said, “How dare you

at Emilie coldly. “I’m teaching you

she would not

her mother was a very gentle

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

the first time she received such a head–on

“You slut!”

her palm high, about to slap Yvette in the

on guard. She reached out and grabbed Emilie’s wrist

not move.

was like an octopus,

cursed, “Who do you think you are? You are just Lance’s toy in bed.

worse than a whore!”

words were harsh, and more and more

“Stop!”

had just come out of the office and saw

this farce.

the lounge

of him. Lance

restrain herself when

her cheeks were red as

crazy.”

shining outside the window, casting a shadow

the urge to cry because of the pain of being wronged

of her

deeply. “Ms. Thiel, don’t you remember the regulations of the company?”

ruthlessness was like a wall, blocking Yvette

were

Her figure was slender but

had told her not to

not allow her

and understood Lance’s

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

with Emilie.

if she was

a few bold

chills down

overflowing grief,

the Wolseley Group, I shouldn’t have hit

saw Yvette lower her head, so Emilie raised her chin proudly. “Humph!

just

her, “I slapped you in my own name.

refuse to apologize.”

looked at Lance

“You… slut!”

face twisted in

but this was the first time

looked down on.

pieces, it would

humiliation Emilie suffered.

you hear what that slut

arrogant. Call her back, and I will slap her

looked at Yvette’s thin back with

said in a cold

Lance was not biased

didn’t care about Yvette.

a sinister look, “I will find someone to tear her face

“Emilie!”

Lance narrowed his

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