Secretary’s Secret Lover

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 146 Will You Wait for Me?

It was Frankie who stopped.

He looked at Yvette and asked with respect, “Mrs. Wolseley, where are you going?”

The address made Yvette slightly stunned. She could not help but think of Lance’s cold expression a few

days ago.

After a pause, she said, “Frankie, I am no longer Mrs. Wolseley. Don’t call me that from now on.”

She figured that it would upset Lance.

Frankie looked a little embarrassed and replied, “Alright, Ms. Thiel. Where are you going? Shall I give you a ride?”

Yvette looked at her phone. No one picked up her order. She hesitated. Maybe she should ask Frankie to take her to the station since there were lots of drivers who ran long distances.

“Then…”

“Frankie, why are you such a busybody?”

She was interrupted by a man, whose voice was low and obviously unhappy.

The windows of the car were opaque, and Yvette was surprised that Lance was sitting in the car.

Immediately, her expression changed, and she was very embarrassed.

Lance continued, “Since you want to be a busybody so much, go to the newly-open site in New York and supervise the work.”

Frankie was dumbfounded.

He thought, Mr. Wolseley, it was you who saw Mrs. Wolseley by the roadside first. That was why I stopped the

car.

I am an assistant, and for me, observation is very important. I need to know things without being told by my leader.

Lance’s tone was mechanical and cold. Yvette could tell how impatient he was without glancing at him.

She figured that she was the chief culprit. Frankie was implicated by her.

Immediately, she felt that her nose was a little sour.

Yvette forced a smile and lied to Frankie, “Someone will pick me up. Frankie, you may go ahead.”

Frankie glanced hesitantly in the rearview mirror and saw that the face of the man sitting in the back seat was utterly sullen.

Meeting Frankie’s eyes, Lance frowned. “What are you waiting for?*

“I see, Mr. Wolseley.”

Frankie nodded at Yvette, pulled up the car window, and left.

disappeared in the blink of an

a faint urge

makes perfect

why am I still sad because of how cold he

he is the man I have loved for ten years. Now that we are strangers, it

upset.

good he was to me, and I

takes time to

should put all my feelings aside. I have bigger

since Pittsburgh was too remote, still, no

Yvette was very anxious.

“Beep!”

whistle interrupted

black Mercedes stopped in front of Yvette, and the car window was rolled down. It was

seen in

“Yvette. What a coincidence.”

little

you going? I’ll give you

refuse Charlie. She got in the car

station?”

Where are you headed to after that?” Charlie

available at

do and need to go back

way to Youngstown. It’s very close to

a coincidence surprised Yvette. She was no longer

“Thanks, Charlie.”

am the lucky one.” Charlie had a smile

understand and asked, “What

and smiled, “I thought it would be a lonely journey. Who knows? Fate favors me and

was only

politely, “Anyway, thanks, Charlie.

need

the boundaries. When he spoke, his tone was natural. It didn’t sound like he was

anything.

and said nothing

passing by a corner, Charlie saw the black Bentley parked on the side of the

his sharp eyes.

her head, she would see

suddenly called

turned to

car had already

relaxed. He looked ahead and said,

nodded and simply said, “Yes.” She did not want to say anything else. Besides, it would

interested in prying

poor little girl. You

Charlie was such a master at using

Lance. And that wasn’t all. She also lost her soul. And all she

a broken