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,

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

you…”

“Bang!”

by a crisp

always been tolerant

a loss for what to

grimaced and said, “How dare you

teaching

not allow anyone

mother was a very gentle person,

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

the first time she received

“You slut!”

crazy and raised her palm high, about to slap Yvette in

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

not move.

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

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

are worse than a whore!”

harsh, and more and more people gathered.

“Stop!”

sounded behind them. Lance had

this farce.

the lounge went

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

restrain herself when she saw

she was being beaten, she became unyielding. Half of her cheeks were red as she said with a sobbing

crazy.”

sun was shining outside the window, casting a shadow on Lance’s

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

of her hand.

deeply. “Ms. Thiel, don’t you remember

ruthlessness was like a wall,

surroundings were

alone. Her figure was slender

had told her not

would not allow her to

and understood

wanted to ask if Lance had heard those words,

with Emilie.

she was just

the farce dispersed after Lance arrived, but a

gaze sent chills down

palm, suppressing the overflowing grief, and bowed

the Wolseley Group, I shouldn’t

lower her head, so Emilie raised her chin

just because

could finish, Yvette interrupted her, “I slapped you

refuse to apologize.”

Yvette no longer looked at

“You… slut!”

twisted in anger.

used to being domineering, but this was

looked down

now, even if Emilie cut Yvette into pieces, it

humiliation Emilie suffered.

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

I will slap her a hundred

looked at Yvette’s thin back with gloominess in his

said in

Lance was not biased toward

didn’t care about Yvette.

sinister look, “I will find someone

“Emilie!”

Lance narrowed his

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