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

was break time, and there were many

even more proud.

that others don’t know that you are just a bastard? Your mother just casually slept with a

you…”

“Bang!”

were interrupted by a crisp slap.

that Yvette, who had always

a loss for what to do.

while, Emilie grimaced and said, “How dare you

Emilie coldly. “I’m teaching

but she would not allow

very gentle person, not

face was ashen in anger. As Lance’s cousin, she had long been used

This was the first time she received such a head–on blow.

“You slut!”

and raised her palm high, about to slap Yvette

and grabbed Emilie’s wrist so

not move.

was

you think you are? You are just Lance’s toy

worse than a whore!”

harsh, and more

“Stop!”

had just come out of the office and

this farce.

an instant, the lounge went quiet.

a little afraid of him. Lance was strict,

to restrain herself when she saw

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

crazy.”

casting a shadow on Lance’s handsome

urge to cry because of the pain of being wronged and

of her hand.

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

like a wall, blocking Yvette from breathing.

were quiet.

stood alone. Her figure was slender

had told her not to throw a tantrum

and he would not allow

that and understood

Yvette wanted to ask if Lance had heard those words,

with Emilie.

was just Lance’s plaything.

dispersed after Lance arrived, but a few bold

cold gaze sent chills down

the overflowing grief,

the Wolseley Group,

Yvette lower her head, so Emilie raised her chin

just because you apologize…”

finish, Yvette interrupted her, “I

refuse

saying that, Yvette no longer looked at Lance and

“You… slut!”

twisted in anger.

was the

looked down on.

cut Yvette into pieces, it would not be able

humiliation Emilie suffered.

did you hear what that slut said?

back, and I will

looked at Yvette’s thin back with gloominess in his

in

Lance was not biased toward Yvette,

didn’t care about

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

“Emilie!”

Lance narrowed his

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