Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn novel Chapter 126

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 126 She Is Kidnapped

Outside the warehouse.

Two bodyguards in black came forward to report, “Mr. Wolseley, we have blocked here.”

“Okay.”

Now, they were waiting for the kidnappers to come out.

Lance looked at the old door and felt a little uneasy.

He picked up his phone and looked at the anonymous number that had called him. Then he called Frankie.

“Have you picked Yvette up?”

“No, but the cleaner at the scene said that she had taken a taxi.”

For some reason, Lance felt uneasy.

He reached out and rubbed the corner of his eyebrows. He said tiredly, “Go take a look at Serenity Villa now

to see if Yvette is there.”

“Okay, Mr. Wolseley.”

“Also, an anonymous phone called me five minutes ago. Check its IP address.”

Lance picked up his phone and called Yvette. Her phone was turned off.

He thought about it and sent a message.

“It was my fault. Text me when you arrived home.”

Five minutes later, the message was still unread.

He dialed Yvette’s phone again, but her phone was still turned off.

Suddenly, there was a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.

He comforted himself that Yvette must have gone back in anger or gone to find her best friend.

Thinking of this, he called Jamie, but before he could call, he heard a loud explosion in front of him.

A black MPV crashed out.

The bodyguard in black stepped forward and asked, “Mr. Wolseley, they ran away. Do you want us to chase

them?”

“Go chase them.” Lance’s eyes turned cold.

Then, he got out of the car and walked into the warehouse with heavy steps.

The door of the warehouse had been knocked heavily, and only half of it was left hanging there. Lance kicked it open, and dust sprayed in the air.

Yazmin was lying on the ground like a dead fish. Her body was full of whip scars, and the blood on her wrist

was still flowing out.

Lance rushed forward. He gritted his teeth, tore off a corner of his shirt, and tied up her wound. Then, he pulled her into his arms and sent her to the car.

Yazmin curled up in his arms. Her body was hot, and she muttered, “Lance, you are finally here.”

Lance looked down at her and said, “It’s me. Don’t talk.”

Yazmin suddenly cried, “Lance, I am so afraid that I will never see you again. I am so in pain. Am I going to

die?”

“Don’t talk nonsense. You will be fine.”

Yazmin grabbed Lance by the collar and wanted him to make a promise.

“Lance, can you not drive me away? I will be obedient. Can you keep me by your side?”

Lance looked at her swollen face, and his cold face softened a little. He comforted her.

“Don’t think about anything else.”

Yazmin’s wounds were fresh. The pain made her shiver. The medicine began to work, and she felt sleepy.

She was resentful and teary. “Can’t you just promise me?”