Secretary’s Secret Lover

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 147 I Don’t Know Him

Charlie’s words made Yvette find it hard to refuse him. She could only nod and say that she would call him.

After Charlie left, Yvette ordered a car and went directly to the cemetery.

Unlike those in the city, cemeteries in the countryside weren’t planned exquisitely. Instead, there were just graves without any decorations. Yvette paid for a tombstone for Phoebe.

When she saw Phoebe’s tombstone splashed with red paint, she was so angry that she trembled.

She went to a family living not far from the cemetery and asked if they knew what had happened.

The family did not know Yvette, but they knew Phoebe. When they heard that Yvette was Phoebe’s granddaughter, they told Yvette that it was a resident in the village who did it.

The man claimed that Phoebe owed him money. They tried to stop him, but the man was a rascal, so they did

not dare to stand in his way.

Yvette had never heard that Phoebe was in anyone’s debt. She was furious. However, her priority was to clean

up the tombstone.

She borrowed some tools from the family to get rid of the paint, knelt in front of Phoebe’s tombstone, and

cleaned it carefully while shedding tears.

She collected herself and murmured.

“Granny, I will make things right for you.”

After she was done, she left 300 dollars for the family and asked them to help look after Phoebe’s tomb. Should anything happen, they shall give her a call.

The family was more than happy to take her money. They wouldn’t have lived here if they weren’t poor

anyway.

She asked for the rascal’s address and went to the town to find him.

Yet before she could find him, her neighbor, Melissa, called her and said that a lot of people had gathered in front of her house, claiming to demolish it. The landlord who bought the house was also there.

Yvette hurried over.

When she arrived at the Dudley’s house, there were already many people there, including the police even.

When the landlord saw Yvette, she was unhappy. She said, “Yvette, you and I are neighbors, right? Back then, your uncle wanted to sell the house, and I bought it. You wanted to rent it, and I agreed. I never expected you to gang up and trick me. I no longer want to rent it to you. Explain to everyone that the house has nothing to do with you or your uncle anymore.”

Yvette was stunned. She thought, what does she mean? When did I gang up with Hoffman?

I haven’t seen him since he was arrested because of the incident at the hospital.

Yvette was just about to ask more. Suddenly, someone grabbed her hair and dragged her to the ground.

“Cut the crap. Pay back the money!”

There was a police officer at the scene who maintained order. He stepped forward to stop the man and said,

“Calm down. Don’t get physical.”

The landlady asked the police officer to come because these people were causing trouble in the house she bought. She showed them the documents she had, including the property ownership certificate, yet they just

wouldn’t leave.

man who pulled her

you the one who disrespected my

guilty at all and shouted, “So what if I say yes? Would you come back if I didn’t? You cunt. You colluded with Hoffman and fooled us. The rest of our

officer next to Yvette told her that not long ago, Hoffman went back in a luxury car from somewhere unknown, bragging that he had made a lot of money while he was away. He

trust him with their money, and he would

the house

had been sold by him a long time ago, and since Yvette rented

one was suspicious.

Hoffman was nowhere to be

Yvette and Hoffman colluded and defrauded them of their

the villagers gave their money to Hoffman, though the police officer was helpless, he still said that

be found. Naturally,

that people here should talk nicely and stop

police officer if they could get the money

be caught.

looked reluctant. He explained, “Only if Hoffman did not spend it. If he did,

But it also means that you can never get your money

the scene was filled

left. Once they

slumped to the ground, rolled, and cried. They had been saving the money for their entire

what

also held herself

much did Hoffman

of hope. They had heard that Yvette had a job in New York, and she was a college graduate. She must

Yvette did a rough estimation. There were

which added up to nearly 500

her studies very early, so, she did not know many of

in plain clothes and looked very honest. It was obvious that they were peasants who worked hard their entire life. Finally, they saved up tens

and now, their money was conned away by

pursed her lips and said, “Everyone, I will pay back the money on behalf of Hoffman,

have nothing to

won’t happen. Hoffman has already been

in town. No one will ever be conned

“OK! Go and

bit embarrassed. “I don’t have the money right now. You

and sell

settled the loan, there would be around 300 thousand dollars left. She could only slowly repay the rest by

this, everyone

us that you were going to pay back the money, and now you claim you

are lying

“Hoffman is her uncle. They are the same. Both of

liars!”

were agitated, and they wanted to come forward to push Yvette again. Even the police

couldn’t stop them.

getting chaotic. Seeing that, Yvette found a stool to stand on and

and looked

at them. “I promised to pay you back for Hoffman. I will

beautiful, and she looked different from the people in

somehow convincing.

woman said, “Then tell us, how long do

sure, but I will pay you back as soon

was not an easy thing. After she sold the apartment,

She needed to work to slowly

you. She is a liar. Don’t think otherwise, simply because she looks pretty. If

York, you will never see

scene had