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

were many

even more proud.

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

you…”

“Bang!”

were interrupted by a crisp

that Yvette, who had always been tolerant of her, would

a loss for

while, Emilie grimaced and said, “How

at Emilie coldly. “I’m teaching you

had no parents, but she would not allow anyone to

told Yvette that her mother was a very gentle person, not like what Emilie

As Lance’s cousin, she had long been used

she received such a head–on

“You slut!”

raised her palm high, about to slap Yvette

out and grabbed Emilie’s wrist so that

not move.

as Yvette. Emilie was like an octopus, looking a little

furious and cursed, “Who do you think you are? You

than a whore!”

and more and more people gathered.

“Stop!”

voice sounded behind them. Lance had just come out

this farce.

instant, the lounge went

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

restrain herself when she saw Lance.

her cheeks were red as she

crazy.”

window, casting

the urge to cry because of the pain of being wronged and being

of her hand.

“Ms. Thiel,

a wall, blocking

were

alone. Her figure was

told her not to throw a tantrum

he would not allow her

that and understood

wanted to ask if Lance

with Emilie.

was

but a few bold ones stood not far away, waiting to

cold gaze sent chills down Yvette’s spine.

the overflowing grief,

an employee of the Wolseley Group, I

lower her head, so Emilie

be fine just because you

could finish, Yvette interrupted her, “I slapped

I refuse

longer looked at Lance and

“You… slut!”

face twisted

to being domineering, but this was the

she looked down on.

cut Yvette into pieces, it would not be able to offset the

humiliation Emilie suffered.

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

her back, and I will slap

looked at Yvette’s thin back

Lance said in a cold voice.

not biased toward

didn’t care

a sinister look, “I will find

“Emilie!”

Lance narrowed his

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