Secretary’s Secret Lover

Chapter 70 Call Me Honey

Lance’s voice was full of coldness and harshness.

Yvette paused and felt like turning around and leaving right now.

Yazmin smiled ironically and didn’t speak. She watched Yvette bend down to put the soup on the coffee table

and prepare to go out.

Lance caught a whiff of the perfume. He couldn’t help but look up and saw Yvette who was going out.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on his cold face as he shouted, “Wait a minute.”

Yvette stopped in her tracks.

Lance stood up and said to Yazmin, “I’ve highlighted the key points in the document. Frankie will take you to Mr. Chance. He will help you with it.”

Yazmin still wanted to say something, but Lance had already walked to Yvette and naturally wrapped his arm around her waist. “Honey, why are you here?”

Holding the document, Yazmin froze for a second.

Yvette was originally not used to being so intimate with Lance in front of others, but she noticed Yazmin’s undisguised anger in her eyes. She looked up at Lance with her watery eyes and said softly, “I came here to

see you.”

Yvette’s pure and pretty face was an innate advantage of her. When she acted obedient and tender, no man

could resist that cute side to her.

And neither did Lance. He couldn’t help but kiss her rosy lips.

Yazmin gripped the files tightly and felt her nails sink into her palms while a resentful look showed in her eyes. After a while, she calmed down and said softly, “Lance, I will go out first.”

Lance nodded and said, “Mr. Hyde won’t make things difficult for you anymore. Frankie will arrange

everything for you.”

Hearing what Lance said, Yazmin became happy again. She said sweetly, “Thank you, Lance.”

Then, she walked out of the room proudly and elegantly.

After the door closed, Yvette quickly wiggled out of Lance’s arms and went to open the thermos. Then she

said with a calm and cold voice, “It’s still warm. You can drink it now.”

Feeling the coldness in her voice, Lance narrowed his eyes. “You look a bit unhappy.”

Yvette made no reply. They hadn’t contacted each other for the past three days. She didn’t know that Yazmin had already changed her way to approach Lance and successfully entered the company.

She couldn’t help but think of the images that they discussed work in the same office every day, especially

Yazmin obviously had

L

made Yvette’s throat tighten, and she felt so hurt that she

pent-up feelings, and she knew that Lance didn’t like anyone to interfere with his work. If she told him

okay. Just drink it quickly,” Yvette said

uncomfortable. With a cold face, he picked

put down the thermos, Yvette got up and cleared away while saying, “Then I’ll

to leave, her wrist was grabbed by

his thigh.

bit her lips lightly.

to her, but she can’t handle it now. There is

I will ask someone else to assist her after these few

expressionlessly.

There’s no need

explain to her, which already

front of her.

knew what she should do in separating public from private

that one could act as if nothing happened as long as he ignored the feelings of

people.

come, no

was still sitting on Lance’s thigh. She soon felt that Lance’s body seemed to be burning.

was

placed her on the wide desk,

slowly rolled

her directly in her eyes. He gently spread her knees

we’re now in the company.” Yvette

feeling on her chest as the white sweater she wore was

touched

“Mm…”

gripped the edge of the table tightly, afraid that

someone knocked on the door, accompanied by Frankie’s

Wolseley, it’s time

Her eyes were watery as she glared at him. “Lance… Let go of me. You should get down

no trace of nervousness on Lance’s handsome

now.’

had been separated from her for so many days that he couldn’t suppress his desire

with her right now, he

She reached out to push him away, but Lance just

now red with tears, which made her look like a

at this moment. She

into his mind, and he wanted

was still struggling. Suddenly, Lance grabbed her wrist tightly and leaned over to kiss

what was going

down and

Yvette’s ear and said in a hoarse voice, “Honey, sooner or later, you’ll make me