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.

car disappeared in the

still had a

attitude makes perfect sense. We are strangers. Nothing

obvious that Lance has already moved on. Then why am I still sad because of how

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

upset.

to me,

takes time

feelings aside. I

since Pittsburgh was too remote, still, no one responded

Yvette was very anxious.

“Beep!”

interrupted

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

seen in a long

“Yvette. What a coincidence.”

was a little surprised to

going? I’ll give you a

refuse Charlie. She got in the car and said, “Can you

station?”

to after that?” Charlie glanced at

at

and need to

my way to Youngstown. It’s very close

surprised Yvette. She was no longer anxious. Instead, she

“Thanks, Charlie.”

it. I am the lucky one.” Charlie had a smile in

did not understand and asked,

thought it would be a lonely journey. Who knows? Fate favors me and sends me a fairy to travel

knew that Charlie was only joking, yet she still

thanks, Charlie. You’ve

need to

the boundaries. When he spoke, his tone was

anything.

and said

saw the black Bentley parked on the side of the

his sharp eyes.

raised her head, she

Charlie suddenly called

Yvette turned to

already passed the

He looked ahead and

not want to say anything else.

was not interested in prying into

“You lost poor little girl. You will be fine. You will

that Charlie was such a master at using

way pursuing Lance. And that wasn’t all. She also lost her

a