Secretary’s Secret Lover

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 296

Chapter 296 Snatch the Child From Her

Belle fell asleep.

Yvette returned to her room but could not fall asleep.

Perhaps, Yvette should find Belle a father, who could be there for her as she grew up.

Yvette believed that Alan would agree with her if he were alive.

However, Yvette could only start choosing a man when her marriage ended.

Thinking of her husband, who appeared out of nowhere, Yvette was even more

distressed.

She buried her head under the pillow and rubbed her head against it hard.

Jerk!

Enter title…

At the bar.

The three men were seated, drinking hard to drown their sorrows.

After the first round, Marvin kickstarted the second round.

“Why are you drinking so much today?” Marvin was a little surprised when he saw Lance

downing one shot after another.

Lance remained silent with a long face.

“Isn’t Yvette coming back a good thing? Why are you still upset?” Marvin asked.

Lance asked out of nowhere, “Can a woman be pregnant for two years?

“What?”

Marvin burst into laughter, wining coming out of his mouth.

“Come on, buddy. This isn’t a fairy tale.”

Marvin said, “Very few women are pregnant for eleven months, let alone two years. I

mean, the baby could go to kindergarten upon birth if the mother was pregnant for two

years.”

This dashed Lance’s hope.

He gloomily picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

“Have you met Yvette’s child?” Marvin asked.

Lance nodded expressionlessly.

Marvin asked casually, “Who does Belle take after?”

Lance tried to remember the kid’s face.

Her round eyes, long eyelashes, and tiny face. The girl looked like Yvette when she

smiled.

“She takes after Yvette.”

Lance had investigated Alan and seen his photos.

As much as Lance hated to admit it, Alan and Yvette looked a bit similar. So, Lance

tell if the girl was more

that Belle was more like her

“Have you never suspected that the child is yours?” Jamie

Strange things like resurrection could happen. Maybe there was a chance

father was Lance.

Distressed, Lance gulped a

course, he thought of that possibility

information when he was told

found Belle’s birth certificate, the birth record of the hospital, and even a

clip.

Everything was clear.

after Yvette left that Charlie could not be the girl’s

Charlie, a sinister and cunning man, might trick Lance

before Lance could talk to Yvette and clarify his

Looking at Lance’s expression, Marvin knew that Lance

the sofa. “You and Yvette haven’t

think about the

After all, the Wolseley family had not yet had a grandson. If Lance did not want

custody would be

that Colton’s father had passed away, Colton became an influential figure in

family.

loved drama and chaos. Whether the girl was the biological

just wouldn’t

Lance felt a

and spread to his entire

the girl will be a Wolseley,” Lance put an arm

he said calmly.

Marvin tutted. He hadn’t expected that Lance

another man.

This was

wine bottle with Lance’s. “Don’t tell Yvette

“Why?” Lance

“Are you stupid?”

will think you are snatching

was that Lance’s expression made it more convincing that

to snatch the

Marvin raised his eyebrows. It seemed that

he got a chance, Marvin would

Halfway through, Jamie’s phone

other side said was unclear,

Jamie

at his back,

Ellen passed away,

talk some sense into him, but

another man

his two friends so dispirited,

Fortunately, Lance had pulled himself together for

Finally, he

because he was determined to take care of his

Jamie arrived at the

He kicked the door one by

those who were indulging themselves behind the doors were caught off guard.

for

Jamie turned a deaf ear and kept on kicking

was looking for.

When Jenny Green, the manager of the club, saw the man making such a

lit a cigarette, and appeased

“Mr. McBride, why

was intimidated by Jamie’s

cigarette in his mouth,

broke out

slut dared to call

“Miranda…”

for a while, “Miranda asked for leave tonight.

celebrating her

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