Secretary’s Secret Lover

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 122 She Feels Despairing

In the video, there were three burly men with hoods.

Yazmin knelt on the ground, her hair pulled by one of them, and she was forced to face the phone.

Her face, body, and neck were all covered in blood. Her eyes were so swollen that her eyeballs could not be seen. Her mouth was torn because of being slapped. It seemed that she suffered severely.

She cried intermittently, and her voice was hoarse. “Lance, please… save… me… for the sake of me…

saving you once.”

At that moment, it was the most effective method to mention her kindness to Lance. Sure enough, Lance was

hesitant.

Suddenly…

A man with a hood ruthlessly slapped her and scolded, “Stop talking nonsense.”

Yazmin might have been abused for a long time, and she was bleeding more seriously because of the slap,

which was extremely tragic.

Lance’s expression changed instantly, and he looked cold. “You’ll be dead!”

The man wearing the hood seemed to have heard a joke, and he chuckled. They used a voice changer, so the

smile was particularly eerie.

He asked, “This woman said that you are her husband and that you are very rich. Is that true?”

Suddenly, it became silent.

Yvette suddenly reached out and grabbed Lance’s arm. She didn’t know what she was thinking, but she instinctively didn’t want him to admit it.

Lance didn’t look at her. His handsome face looked gloomy. Just as he hesitated for a second, the man in the

hood kicked Yazmin in the stomach.

The blood in Yazmin’s mouth sprayed out.

And her face looked extremely pale.

“Damn it, how dare you lie to me! I’ll beat you to death, you cheap woman!”

The man with the hood raised his leg again and was about to kick, but at the critical moment, Lance said

coldly.

“I am her husband!”

when she heard his

released her hand, but Lance did not notice

that, the man with the hood did not continue kicking,

million dollars in

wrist. He controlled his strength

down.

immediately, but she would not be able

live depends on

just one sentence, he

quiet in

as his gaze fell on Yvette’s

“Yvette, I…”

gentleness in the past two

coldly.

‘Don’t go.”

indifferent, but she felt that it would be more appropriate for professional people to

a dangerous occasion.

vaguely felt that this matter

the police,” said

We can’t call the police.”

vicious people could

could not take this

abroad

his protective tone, Yvette felt a sour feeling

“Lance, haven’t you

mean?” Lance’s face

her shoes were very clean. She was beaten so badly like that and was

it strange that her

her suspicions

wasn’t like Lance, who was too worried to notice something strange. She

now.

Yazmin vomited so much blood because of

the person who sent the

cared about should only be

only one reason why he asked

instructed by

she had deliberately asked Lance to say

Yvette felt that the whole incident was probably a

more Yvette thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. Afraid that he was anxious, Yvette continued, “And how could it be such a

“Yvette!”

said angrily, “You mean that she doesn’t even care about her life just to

his roar and was speechless for a