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

Yvette, Lance turned around and get in the

made

up or who knew how Ellen

her voice slightly shaking as she

see Jamie. It won’t take

narrowed his eyes and said mockingly, “Why do you come

close?”

he had

anymore.

face turned pale as she said, “Lance, I know you are angry, but this

no choice. I

smile, “What does it have to do

looked straight ahead and

still. Her heart was as cold as the

of

and put her arms

see her

1 am, and there was

Club.

the car,

looked at Lance through the rearview mirror. He

should I arrange a

was not safe for Yvette

car with Lance said under the influence of

your assistant a

darkened. He said in a

Lance to order, he got

opened the door.

“Miss, please get off.”

go. It was not easy for her to

Lance.

said in a sweet voice, “Is there something

leaned

was icy and

chilling sense in the two-words sentence frightened

obediently got off the

not act in

Frankie did

at Lance in

Lance ordered, “Drive back.”

numb from squatting. She didn’t know

now.

Black Bentley appeared

window slowly went down, and Lance’s handsome

in the darkness.

“Get in.”

hesitate. But she was so hurried that her numb legs

as quickly as she wanted. She tripped

“Ouch…”

slightly and knelt at Lance’s feet, her hand clutching his

bewildered face, was lovable yet a bit

Lance’s eyes flickered.

the car suddenly

She quickly got up and

her hands

car drove through

He seemed tired. He rested his hand

closed his eyes.

was anxious, but she could not dare

stopped

her up,” Lance instructed Frankie, his eyes

and was

waiting until now was not just letting him send her

“Lance!”

Lance opened his eyes and looked at

she had been rejected

want to come up and

In the room.

eyes closing and his long legs crossed. He

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