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

time, and there were many employees watching the

even more proud.

proud of? Do you think that others don’t know that

you…”

“Bang!”

interrupted by

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

loss for what to

said, “How dare you hit me?”

teaching

but she would not allow anyone to slander her

very gentle person, not like

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

was the first time she received

“You slut!”

her palm high, about to slap Yvette in the face.

and grabbed Emilie’s wrist so

not move.

was not as tall as Yvette. Emilie was

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

than

and more and more

“Stop!”

voice sounded behind them. Lance had just come

this farce.

the

him. Lance was

herself

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

crazy.”

the window, casting

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

her hand.

frowned deeply. “Ms. Thiel, don’t

wall, blocking Yvette

surroundings were quiet.

Her figure was

company, Lance had told her not to throw a tantrum

would not allow her to lose her composure.

and understood

Yvette wanted to ask if Lance had heard those words, or

with Emilie.

wondered if she was just Lance’s

had been watching the farce dispersed after Lance arrived, but a few bold ones stood not far away, waiting to

gaze sent chills down

her palm, suppressing the overflowing grief, and bowed

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

her head, so Emilie

you’ll be fine just because you

interrupted her, “I slapped you

refuse to apologize.”

no longer looked

“You… slut!”

face twisted in

domineering, but this was the first time she was humiliated

woman she looked

even if Emilie cut Yvette into pieces, it would not be able

humiliation Emilie suffered.

angrily, “Lance, did you hear what that slut said? She slapped me,

her back, and I will slap her a hundred

looked at Yvette’s thin back with gloominess in his eyes.

in a cold voice.

Lance was not biased toward Yvette, so Emilie thought

didn’t care

a sinister look, “I will find someone to tear

“Emilie!”

Lance narrowed his

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