Secretary’s Secret Lover

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 239

Chapter 239 What’s the Point of Putting On Airs?

“Such a shameless girl,” the woman holding Lance’s arm sneered.

She was one of the barmaids working at Royal Club. Before these women

entered the private room, the manager had reminded them that these people

here tonight are real bigwigs of the city. They could not afford to make any

mistakes.

The moment she walked in, she noticed Lance, the most impressive and

handsome man in the room.

But his cold manner held off all the barmaids.

She thought there was no hope for her either.

Unexpectedly, when the party was about to be over, she was luckily called out

by Lance and left with him.

It was impossible that she would let a girl who appeared abruptly from nowhere

take Lance away.

The woman smiled, “Let’s be reasonable. He is mine tonight as I came earlier

than you. Wait for your own chance, okay?”

Yvette had no makeup and looked innocent. The woman thought she was just a

college girl trying to hook up with a rich man.

What a pretender!

She looked at Yvette with disdain. These college girls were not necessarily

nobler than her.

Lance glanced at Yvette, refraining from pulling her up.

He didn’t use much strength just now. How could she still fall?

Lance stood still, and his dark eyes seemed unfathomable.

Seeing this, Frankie quickly bent down and helped Yvette up.

It wasn’t that Yvette was deliberately waiting for someone’s help. She had stood

for hours in the cold wind, and her legs had become too numb to get up.

After standing up with Frankie’s help, Yvette didn’t want to waste time and

anxiously looked at Lance, “I’ve come for Ellen. I need your help.”

Yvette ignored the woman’s ridicule. Self-esteem was not the thing she cared

about. Ellen was more important now.

“I don’t have time.”

Lance refused straightly with no hesitation.

He was mad at her.

Lance knew Yvette had called Frankie, and Frankie had made obvious hints.

Last night, Lance had waited for her at the company until three o’clock.

But Yvette never showed up.

She came to Marcus first, though Marcus wasn’t able to help her.

She only thought of him when she had no other choice.

he not be

refusing Yvette, Lance turned around and

made Yvette

up or who knew how

to the car, her voice slightly shaking as she

Jamie. It won’t take

eyes and said mockingly, “Why

close?”

that he had said he would

anymore.

she said, “Lance, I know you

I have no choice. I beg

a cold smile, “What does it have

ahead and ordered

Her heart was

feeling of helplessness

slowly squatted down and put her arms around

see her

1 am, and there was no one at the entrance

Club.

car,

through the rearview mirror. He

asked, nMr. Wolseley, should I arrange a

and cold, and it was

the car with Lance said under the influence of

your assistant a

darkened. He said in a

Lance to

opened the door.

“Miss, please get off.”

the woman wouldn’t go. It was not easy for her to get such

Lance.

said in a sweet

leaned

was icy and intimidating, “Get

chilling sense in the two-words sentence frightened the

got off the

not act in vain.

the car again, Frankie did not start the car

looked at Lance in

Lance ordered, “Drive back.”

numb from squatting. She didn’t know who

now.

Black Bentley appeared in front of

slowly went down, and Lance’s

in the darkness.

“Get in.”

was so hurried that

as she wanted. She tripped

“Ouch…”

slightly and knelt at Lance’s feet, her

face, was lovable yet a bit

Lance’s eyes flickered.

the car suddenly

quickly got

hands

through

speak. He seemed tired. He rested

closed his eyes.

she could not dare to disturb him

the car stopped

instructed Frankie,

and was

now was not just

“Lance!”

out. Lance opened his eyes

remembered how she had been rejected tonight and said,

up and have

In the room.

on the sofa, his eyes closing and his long

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