Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Back then, she had left the country because she had tricked Lance into coming to her while she was

drunk

and wanted to have sex with him. However, even though she had stripped naked, Lance still was not

willing to look at her. He even said that he would never have sex with her.

He could treat her well, but he would never do what lovers should do to her.

How could the proud Yazmin bear it? She went abroad by air the next day.

She had thought that Lance had come to coax her, but she did not expect to hear the news that Lance

had a flash marriage.

Now as if the story had restarted, Yazmin must firmly keep Lance by her side.

She wanted to have both the title of Mrs. Wolseley and Lance’s heart!

She looked at Lance, who was about to turn around and leave, and directly fell off the bed.

“Dong!”

As expected, she attracted Lance’s attention. He stopped and turned around. He looked at Lena who

was stunned on the side and said sharply, “Hurry up and help her up!”

Yazmin shook off Lena’s hand and crawled toward Lance.

She cried as she crawled and said emotionally, “Lance, you clearly know how much I love you. Without

you, there is no point for me in living…”

Yazmin crawled toward Lance with her weak legs on the ground with great effort.

Anyone would be moved by this scene.

Sure enough, Lance frowned and wanted to walk toward Yazmin, but then his phone rang.

He answered it and heard Marvin’s casual tone on the other side of the line, “Lance, I’ve already seen

eleven

men hitting on Yvette. If you don’t want her anymore, tell me. I’ll take her first.”

“What are you talking about?” Lance didn’t understand why Yvette was involved.

Wasn’t Yvette at home?

Marvin said, “I’m at Boiling Bar, and so is she.”

Lance’s eyes instantly darkened. He said coldly, “Watch over her, or I’ll shut off the bar!”

Marvin hissed and said, “You actually want to shut off my sideline? Am I still your friend?”

Lance directly hung up the phone, walked up, and picked up Yazmin.

Yazmin was very pleased with herself. She did not believe that she would not be able to move Lance!

He finally came and picked her up!

After being together for so many years, how could Lance not have feelings for her? He just did not

realize it.

With tears in her eyes, Yazmin stretched out her hand to hook Lance’s neck, but he put her on the bed.

Then, he turned to look at Lena and said coldly, “If you don’t take good care of her again, you can retire

and go home!”

This was an order and a warning.

Lena was scared when she heard this.

Lance knew that she had been taking care of Yazmin since she was born, so Lance respected her.

This was the first time he was being so merciless.

Lena’s expression recovered very quickly as she replied in a low voice, “Don’t worry, Mr. Wolseley.”

Yazmin widened her eyes as she watched Lance turn around and leave without hesitation.

She was just about to get out of bed and chase after him when Lena held her arms down.

Lena shook her head and reminded her, “Ms. Myers, don’t make Mr. Wolseley lose all his patience and

affection for you.”

Yazmin’s body went limp, and she fell onto the bed, unable to stop her tears.

“Lena, I’m so scared. Will Lance abandon me? What should I do?”

Lena patted Yazmin on the back and comforted her, “Ms. Myers, Mr. Wolseley is just not divorcing for the

time being. We have many ways to get him to divorce quickly. The most important thing now is to keep

calm. Mr. Wolseley’s affection for you is your bargaining chip.”

Such words ignited the flames in Yazmin’s eyes.

What Lena said was true. Lance just temporarily did not divorce. If it wasn’t for his grandfather, Lance

would

have divorced Yvette long ago.

The most important thing now was that the child in Yvette’s belly had to disappear.

Yazmin sat up straight and slowly wiped away her tears. She turned back into a gentle and generous

lady.

She flipped through her phone and saw that everything was Yvette’s schedule.

The Boiling Bar?

A haze flashed through her eyes. Lance had indeed gone to see Yvette.

“Let Emilie come to me and say that I agreed to her investment plan,” she instructed Lena.

Lena nodded. “I will arrange it.”

Yazmin lay down slowly, her eyes full of malice.

She thought, it will be so good if both the bitch and her child die!

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At the Boiling Bar.

Yvette was wearing a long white skirt that reached her ankles under the open shirt, which was

incompatible with the nightclub style.

However, in this way, she was even more attractive. She was now like a rabbit that had fallen into

wolves’ den.

After rejecting a bunch of accountants, Ellen was already a little drunk.

She smiled and said, “Yvette, you make other girls who come to the bar to attract men suffer great

losses!”

Seeing another man come over, Ellen silently mouthed, “The twentieth one.”

Yvette broke a record!

For someone like Ellen who often came to bars, she had only met a dozen or so`men that came to strike

up a conversation.

Yvette really easily broke her record tonight.

“Beauties, can I sit here?” The man in the shiny jacket said with a wretched face.

“I am sorry. We have a friend here,” Ellen refused.

What a joke! They were sitting in the car seat, and how could others casually sit together?

However, it was obvious that this man was very thick-skinned. He said, “Don’t lie to me. I have been

observing for so long. There is no one else here at all.”

Ellen was annoyed. “Even if there is no one else, we don’t want to share the seat with you. This is the

seat we spent money on.”

The man in the jacket acted as if he hadn’t heard anything and moved toward Yvette. “Hey, girl, how

about I be your boyfriend?”

Yvette frowned and said coldly, “Please leave, or I will call for help!”

“Call for help?” The man had an evil smile on his face, “I just like to hear women call for help, especially

when it comes to people like you who are young and lovely. Your voice must be so nice.”

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