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.

could he not

around and get in the car with

coldness made

who

the car, her voice slightly shaking as she pleaded,

let me see Jamie. It

eyes and said mockingly, “Why do you come

close?”

words seemed to remind her that he had said he

anymore.

pale as she said, “Lance, I know you

have no

a cold smile, “What does it have to

looked straight ahead and ordered Frankie to

Her heart was as

of helplessness overwhelmed

her arms around

see her

it was already past 1 am, and there was no one at the

Club.

the car, Lance’s

Lance through the rearview mirror. He hesitated for

asked, nMr. Wolseley, should

it was not

got in the car with Lance said under the

assistant a

said in a cold voice, “Stop the

Lance to order, he got out of

opened the door.

“Miss, please get off.”

the woman wouldn’t go. It was not

Lance.

a sweet

body leaned

voice was icy and

the two-words sentence frightened

got

she did not act in vain.

the car again, Frankie did not start the

looked at Lance in the

Lance ordered, “Drive back.”

were numb from squatting. She didn’t know who

now.

the Black Bentley appeared in

car window slowly went down, and Lance’s

in the darkness.

“Get in.”

she was so hurried

quickly as she wanted. She tripped

“Ouch…”

knelt at Lance’s

bewildered face, was lovable yet a

Lance’s eyes flickered.

the car suddenly

quickly got up and

hands on

through the dark

speak. He seemed tired. He rested his

closed his eyes.

but she could not dare

stopped at Yvette’s

instructed

and was about

not just letting him send her

“Lance!”

his eyes and

Yvette remembered how she had

and have

In the room.

on the sofa, his eyes closing and his long legs crossed.

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