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.

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

and there were many employees watching the

even more proud.

don’t know that you are

you…”

“Bang!”

were interrupted by a

had always been tolerant of

a loss

Emilie grimaced and said,

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

but she would not allow anyone

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

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

This was the first time she

“You slut!”

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

and grabbed Emilie’s wrist so that Emilie could

not move.

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

“Who do you think you are? You are just Lance’s toy in

than a whore!”

were harsh, and more

“Stop!”

had just come out of the

this farce.

an instant, the lounge

afraid of him. Lance was strict, and Emilie’s

herself when she

when Emilie thought about how she was being beaten, she became unyielding. Half of her cheeks

crazy.”

casting a

because of the pain of being wronged and

of her hand.

frowned deeply. “Ms. Thiel, don’t you

wall, blocking Yvette from breathing.

were quiet.

stood alone. Her figure was

had told her not to throw a tantrum at the

he would not allow her to

knew that and understood Lance’s

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

with Emilie.

if she was

colleagues who had been watching the farce dispersed after Lance arrived, but a few bold ones stood not far away, waiting to see what would happen.

gaze sent chills down Yvette’s

her palm, suppressing the overflowing grief, and

of the Wolseley Group, I shouldn’t

Emilie

fine just

Emilie could finish, Yvette interrupted her, “I slapped you in my own

refuse to

saying that, Yvette no longer looked at Lance and passed

“You… slut!”

face twisted in

was used to being domineering, but this was the

she looked down

even if Emilie cut Yvette into pieces, it would

humiliation Emilie suffered.

did you hear what that slut said?

her back, and I will

back with gloominess

said in a

was a vicious woman. Lance was not biased toward Yvette, so

didn’t care about Yvette.

teeth and said with a sinister look,

“Emilie!”

Lance narrowed his

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