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.

who pulled her was the rascal mentioned

you the one who

what if I say yes? Would you come back if I didn’t? You cunt. You colluded with Hoffman and fooled

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 lobbied the

trust him with their money, and

he pledged the house as

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

one was suspicious.

was nowhere

Yvette and Hoffman colluded

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

was nowhere to be found. Naturally, everyone

officer could only mediate, trying to calm everyone down. He said that people here should talk nicely and

were puzzled. They asked the police officer if

be caught.

police officer looked reluctant. He explained, “Only if Hoffman did not spend

repay you. He would do jail time. But it

the scene was

job. And now, they had no money left. Once

to the ground, rolled, and cried. They had been

knew what

also held herself accountable, since she rented the house, which thereby

asked them, “How much did Hoffman

job in New York, and she was a college graduate. She must have been

Yvette did a rough estimation. There were

up to

so, she did not know many of the people on

very honest. It was obvious that they were peasants who worked

retirement, and now, their money was conned away by

will pay back

have nothing to do

“That won’t happen. Hoffman has already been used as a typical

town. No one will ever be

happy. “OK! Go and get the money

right

York and sell my

loan on her apartment. After she settled the loan, there would be around 300 thousand dollars left. She could only slowly repay

everyone was

back the money, and

You are

is her uncle.

liars!”

and they wanted to come forward to push Yvette again. Even the

couldn’t stop them.

chaotic. Seeing that, Yvette found a stool to

and looked at

to pay you back for Hoffman. I

and beautiful, and she looked different from the people in

somehow convincing.

said, “Then tell us, how

apologized and said, “I can’t say for sure, but I will pay you back as

easy thing. After she

needed to work to slowly raise

again, “I told you. She is a liar. Don’t think otherwise, simply

to New York, you

had an