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

and there were many employees watching

even more proud.

expression. “What are you proud of? Do you think that others don’t know that you are just

you…”

“Bang!”

interrupted by a crisp slap.

never expected that Yvette, who had always been tolerant of her,

was at a loss

and said, “How dare you hit me?”

teaching you how to be

not allow

her mother was a very gentle person, not like

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

she received such

“You slut!”

raised her palm high, about to slap Yvette

out and grabbed Emilie’s wrist so that Emilie could

not move.

tall as Yvette. Emilie was like

“Who do you think you are? You are just

worse than a

words were harsh, and more and

“Stop!”

male voice sounded behind them. Lance had

this farce.

an instant, the lounge went quiet.

was a little afraid of him. Lance was strict,

to restrain herself when she

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

crazy.”

outside the window, casting

cry because of the pain of being wronged and being scalded on

of her

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

wall, blocking Yvette from breathing.

were quiet.

stood alone. Her figure was slender but

first entered the company, Lance had told her not to throw a

would not allow her

and understood Lance’s

Yvette wanted to ask if Lance had heard

with Emilie.

wondered if she was just Lance’s

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

chills down Yvette’s spine.

grief, and bowed

Wolseley Group, I shouldn’t have hit you.”

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

be fine just because you apologize…”

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

I refuse

no longer looked at Lance and passed by

“You… slut!”

face twisted in

being domineering, but this was the first time she was humiliated

looked down on.

pieces, it would not be

humiliation Emilie suffered.

hear what that slut said? She slapped me, but

I will

looked at Yvette’s thin back with gloominess in his

said in a cold

not biased

didn’t care about

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

“Emilie!”

Lance narrowed his

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