Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 104 She Is Like an Ugly Clown

When Yvette was about to send the third message, she paused and changed it to a text message.

Yvette: “Hubby, are you busy?”

She rarely called Lance Hubby.

However, Lance liked her calling him that.

Yvette felt that since they had talked frankly last night and the effect was very good, she should show

her sincerity.

Maybe he was busy and would be happy when he saw it.

The message was sent out almost thirty minutes ago, but there was still no reply.

Yvette took out her phone from time to time to look at it. This feeling was very bad, and all her attention

was on the phone.

Finally, her phone rang, and a message came.

Yvette quickly checked it, yet it was from Ellen, who asked Yvette to go out for a drink.

Yvette thought that instead of being distracted, it would be better to go out.

After making an appointment, Yvette asked the driver to send her over.

They arranged to meet at Garnut Club, which was a high-end club with a café and all kinds of

entertainment.

After entering, they picked a small private room. One drank coffee, and the other drank wine.

Ellen had been very comfortable for the past half month because the grandfather of Jamie’s fiancée

had passed away, which caused their wedding to be postponed by three months. Holding the wedding

within a hundred days was also a good thing.

Jamie was busy comforting his fiancée, so he naturally had no time to make trouble for Ellen.

In the past half month, Ellen’s father had been much better, and the company had gone through the

most difficult times. Although it was still in debt, it was still running and slowly earning money to pay the

debts.

She was more concerned about Yvette. “Yve, how have you been with Lance recently? Why have I

heard that you guys are very affectionate recently? I can be your child’s godmother very soon, right?”

Ellen was still in the circle. Recently, she had not heard much news about Lance and Yazmin appearing

together. Presumably, Yazmin had not made any waves.

Ellen was very pleased with this result.

After all, Yvette, Ellen’s best friend, had been persisting for ten years. If Yvette could get a good result,

Ellen would be very happy.

Yvette thought about it and told her, “Yes, you can be a godmother soon.”

“Are you really pregnant? How far along are you?” Ellen was stunned.

“About three months.”

“You haven’t told me before. What are you thinking? Do you have another bestie outside?” Ellen

deliberately rebuked her.

Yvette explained, “I want to wait until it is stable.”

“What about Lance? Is he happy?” Ellen was very concerned about Lance’s attitude.

“He…”

Yvette remembered last night. He childishly lay on her stomach and asked why the little fellow had not

started to move. She replied with a sweet face, “He’s very happy.”

“Boohoo…”

Ellen suddenly cried out emotionally. Her face was full of tears.

Yvette was shocked by her and quickly asked, “What’s wrong?”

Ellen hugged her and said, “I’m so delighted that you can be happy.”

Ellen was thinking that even though the two of them could not be happy together, her best friend.

must be happy.

Yvette’s eyes turned red from Ellen’s words. Yvette embraced Ellen and said, “You will be happy too. I

won’t allow you to be unhappy.”

“OK.”

They hugged each other and cried for a while. Ellen got up and said, “You are pregnant now. You are

very precious. Don’t stay up late. Go back quickly.”

Ellen took Yvette out but suddenly bumped into a familiar person in the corridor.

Yvette stopped and looked at Frankie standing at the door of a private room. Frankie obviously saw

her, and there was a moment of panic in his eyes.

Yet he lowered his head and greeted her.

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Yvette walked over and asked, “Is Lance here?”

Frankie paused for a second and nodded.

“Is he busy today?” Yvette asked again.

Frankie’s forehead sweated as he simply replied, “Yes, Mr. Wolseley is very busy.”

At this time, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a waiter pushed a food trolley out.

Yvette clearly heard a woman’s sweet voice, and it was very familiar. It was Yazmin’s voice.

It was too late for Frankie to stop her. Yvette pushed the door open and walked in.

This should be the most luxurious private room in Garnut Club.

The two floors were full of expensive flowers. The crystal lights covered the entire ceiling. The pillars

were all pasted with gold foil. It was magnificent and extravagant.

The LED screen said, “Happy birthday, Yazmin.”

At this moment, the main character was sitting in the middle, dressed in an expensive dress that was

inlaid with diamonds. Yazmin looked depressed yesterday, but now, there was a proud and

confident smile on her face.

In an instant, Yvette’s face became extremely pale, and it felt as if all the energy in her body had

been sucked out.

Inside the private room, it was bustling with noise and excitement, and no one noticed Yvette.

Yvette saw Yazmin holding Lance, digging up a piece of cake with a spoon, and personally feeding it

to him.

At the side, a man said, “It’s so boring to feed him like this. Ms. Myers, Mr. Wolseley has arranged.

such a grand birthday party for you today. You have to show your sincerity, right?”

The crowd clamored, “Use your mouth to feed him! Use your mouth to feed him!”

Yazmin looked at the man with a shy expression. Seeing that the man did not respond, she opened.

her mouth and took a bite of the cake. She held it in her mouth and was about to send it to Lance’s

mouth.

Whistles and chants mixed.

Seeing that the piece of cake was getting closer and closer to Lance’s lips, Ellen couldn’t stand it

anymore and cursed, “What the hell? She is so proud of being a home wrecker. How disgusting!”

Ellen pulled Yvette and wanted to leave, yet Yvette didn’t move.

Yvette suddenly shouted.

“Lance.”

The noisy environment became quiet in a second.

Everyone turned to look at this inharmonious intruder.

Yvette ignored the surprised looks of the crowd, took a few steps forward, walked up to the man,

and blurted out.

“Lance, come home with me.”

The man raised his eyelids and looked at Yvette for less than a second as if the person standing in

front of him were a stranger.

Yvette’s mind went blank.

She didn’t understand why the person who had hugged her, had sex with her so passionately, and

called her wife sweetly last night had suddenly become so cold.

No one paid any attention to Yvette. Everyone looked at her strangely, but she didn’t care.

“What happened?” she asked softly.

She felt that something must have happened. Otherwise, he would not be like this.

His affection these days could not be faked.

However, Lance ignored her completely.

Someone beside Yvette laughed.

“Who is this? Did you go to the wrong room?”

“You even managed to hunt a rich guy at Garnut Club. You’ve put in a lot of money.”

Today’s party was a last-minute one. To strengthen her status in Lance’s heart, Yazmin invited. many

famous playboys and rich young men in New York.

As long as the birthday party ended and word got out, her status would return to the past. Yazmin, the

Myers family’s young miss, would still be the most enviable socialite in New York, who was protected

by the Wolseley family.

These rich young men had many lovers, and they naturally treated Yvette as an easy girl. The

discussion became more and more offensive.

Ellen couldn’t take it anymore and went forward to grab Yvette’s hand, saying, “Let’s go.”

Yet Yvette was so stubborn that Ellen couldn’t even take her away. Yvette only stared at Lance with a

pair of misty almond eyes.

When these people saw that Yvette was standing still with her eyes on Lance, they became more and

more interested.

“Miss, this is a bigwig. He is not someone you can hook up with. Why don’t you serve me? Maybe I can

take you out tonight.”

When these words came out, the surrounding people burst into laughter.

“Count me in,” someone echoed.

After all, Yvette was quite attractive. She wore no makeup, yet she was much more beautiful than

those who had makeup on.

Yvette’s eyes were bright, and when she looked at others, they felt that she was very pure. The

corners of her eyes were raised, which added charm to her.

What a rare beauty!

These people spoke extremely rudely, and Lance acted as if he didn’t hear them, allowing them to

insult her with words.

Ellen was so angry that she clenched her fists tightly, and she raised her glass to splash the wine on

those people, but her wrist was grabbed.

“Ms. Robbins, is this a place where you can cause trouble?”

This familiar and terrifying voice made Ellen tremble.

She turned her head and saw Jamie looking at her with narrowed eyes. His gaze was scarier than a

demon’s.

Jamie directly twisted her hand and pulled her away. Ellen’s struggle was nothing compared to his

strength.

Seeing Jamie blatantly pull away the person beside Yvette, a dandy who knew Jamie and his fiancée

was even more certain that Yvette was just an easy girl.

The dandy directly held Yvette’s hand and smiled lewdly, “Miss, your friend has already chosen at

person and left. Just go with me. I can pay as much as you want.”

Another man next to him said unhappily, “Why should she go with you? Miss, don’t listen to him. I have

money too. I’ll pay you double. Go with me.”

Yvette pulled her hand back and said icily, “Get lost!”

Lance’s cold gaze fell on the man’s hand.

The man was annoyed and was about to slap Yvette. However, he was stopped by Yazmin.

She smiled and said, “Mr. Wynger, let her go for my sake. This is someone I know.”

The young man called Mr. Wynger stopped reluctantly after hearing this, but his eyes were still

blazing with anger.

Of course, Yazmin wanted Triston to slap Yvette.

However, Yazmin was still unsure of Lance’s attitude toward Yvette. Yazmin did not want to do anything

self-defeating. Anyway, it was right to be a kind person at this time.

Yvette still stubbornly stared at Lance. Her eyes were watery, and her nose was red as she asked, “Is

your promise last night not valid now?”

Finally, Lance raised his eyes and gave her a look. He sneered, “A man’s promise on the bed can not

be taken seriously.”

In a split second, Yvette’s face was completely grey.

She couldn’t help trembling. In the middle of the crowd, she looked even weaker and more pitiful.

The man in front of Yvette was frosty. His eyes were not filled with alienation, but disgust as if she

was an annoying slug.

The surrounding people all looked at Yvette with contempt, silently telling her how ridiculous she

was.

She was like an ugly clown.

It wasn’t that she was shameless. On the contrary, at that moment, she felt ashamed and angry. She

curled her lower lip with difficulty and said, “Got it. I’ll leave now.”

She managed to say that. Her voice was hoarse, and her throat was dry as if it had been burned.

Lance was slightly stunned. His heart squeezed, and he could not breathe.

Yvette’s face was as pale as paper, but she forced herself to smile, “I’m sorry to disturb you.”

After that, she left step by step.

From the beginning to the end, her tears had been in her eyes, yet not a single drop had fallen.

She didn’t want her tears to fall in such a dirty place. Everything behind her made her feel

disgusted.

Because of this farce, the birthday party became cheerless.

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Triston Wynger, who had just spoken, came out to liven up the atmosphere. “Women like her are

everywhere. Mr. Wolseley, I will introduce a few more to you next time. I guarantee that all of them will

be charming and not worse than the girl just now.”

When Triston said this, he felt a little nervous. The one just now was indeed the best. At least he had

never seen such a beautiful girl before.

Lance looked down at Triston and said evenly, “Your surname is Wynger?”

Everyone who was present today wanted to get in with the Wolseley family. When Triston heard Lance

ask him, Triston was so excited that he almost knelt.

It must be because he had just flattered Lance well enough.

Triston lowered his head and bowed. “Yes. My full name is Triston Wynger. My father is the president of

Tranquil Pharmaceutical Company.”

After that, Triston reached out his hand to shake hands with Lance to show his respect.

Lance extended his hand, and the next second, he grabbed Triston’s wrist and twisted it.

“Crack!”

There was a crisp sound, and the bones broke.

Triston held the broken hand and collapsed on the ground, rolling and wailing.

Lance came forward, stepped on Triston’s broken hand with his shoe heel, and crushed it with

force.

Triston’s scream was so shrill that it made one’s hair stand on end..

“Throw him out. I don’t want to see this person anymore,” Lance ordered with cold eyes.

In’an instant, two bodyguards came up and dragged Triston out, who was like a dead dog.

The rest of the people at the scene began to rejoice that they did not offend this big shot as Triston

did.

But they did not understand how Triston had offended Lance.

Yazmin’s expression was ugly. The others did not know, yet she remembered clearly.

Triston had just held Yvette’s wrist with that hand.

This was the reason that Lance broke Triston’s hand.

The hatred in Yazmin’s heart surged. She had not expected that the paternity test results she had

painstakingly switched would not be enough to make Lance dump Yvette.

How did this bitch Yvette bewitch Lance?

Yvette left the club and was in a trance.

Everything that had just happened was as unreal as a dream.

She thought of Ellen, raised her spirits, and called Ellen.

After the call connected, Ellen very guiltily told Yvette that she had something to do and had to go

first and told Yvette to go back on her own and be careful on the way.

Yvette was relieved to know that Ellen was fine.

Hanging up the phone, Yvette walked on the road like a walking corpse.

She kept thinking about Lance’s gaze just now. It was so cold and strange.

She couldn’t figure out why.

Could it be that hurting her feelings was so interesting?

It was so interesting that he wanted to hurt her again and again.

She walked on the road in a daze, and suddenly, there was a beeping sound from behind her.

An electric scooter rushed over quickly. Yvette tripped and fell to the ground when she dodged.

The owner of the electric scooter did not stop for a second. Instead, he shouted “bad luck” and sped

away.

Yvette looked at the blood covering her knees and elbows. She didn’t feel pain, but she couldn’t hold

back her tears.

Suddenly, a silk handkerchief appeared in front of her eyes.

Yvette was stunned for a moment. She looked up with tears in her eyes and saw that familiar face.

She couldn’t tell what she felt, yet her heart ached. She abruptly stood up and kicked the man.

She kept muttering, “I hate you! I hate you! Why did you do this to me? You said you would be to me.

You liar! You bastard!”

good

Blood flowed quickly out of her elbows and knees because of her movements, dyeing the man’s

clothes red.

“Don’t move.”

The man spoke in a commanding tone and held her in his arms.

Yvette raised her head, her eyes focused for a few seconds before she realized that she had the

wrong person.