Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn novel Chapter 146

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 146 Will You Wait for Me?

It was Frankie who stopped.

He looked at Yvette and asked with respect, “Mrs. Wolseley, where are you going?”

The address made Yvette slightly stunned. She could not help but think of Lance’s cold expression a few

days ago.

After a pause, she said, “Frankie, I am no longer Mrs. Wolseley. Don’t call me that from now on.”

She figured that it would upset Lance.

Frankie looked a little embarrassed and replied, “Alright, Ms. Thiel. Where are you going? Shall I give you a ride?”

Yvette looked at her phone. No one picked up her order. She hesitated. Maybe she should ask Frankie to take her to the station since there were lots of drivers who ran long distances.

“Then…”

“Frankie, why are you such a busybody?”

She was interrupted by a man, whose voice was low and obviously unhappy.

The windows of the car were opaque, and Yvette was surprised that Lance was sitting in the car.

Immediately, her expression changed, and she was very embarrassed.

Lance continued, “Since you want to be a busybody so much, go to the newly-open site in New York and supervise the work.”

Frankie was dumbfounded.

He thought, Mr. Wolseley, it was you who saw Mrs. Wolseley by the roadside first. That was why I stopped the

car.

I am an assistant, and for me, observation is very important. I need to know things without being told by my leader.

Lance’s tone was mechanical and cold. Yvette could tell how impatient he was without glancing at him.

She figured that she was the chief culprit. Frankie was implicated by her.

Immediately, she felt that her nose was a little sour.

Yvette forced a smile and lied to Frankie, “Someone will pick me up. Frankie, you may go ahead.”

Frankie glanced hesitantly in the rearview mirror and saw that the face of the man sitting in the back seat was utterly sullen.

Meeting Frankie’s eyes, Lance frowned. “What are you waiting for?*

“I see, Mr. Wolseley.”

Frankie nodded at Yvette, pulled up the car window, and left.

The black luxury car disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yvette still had a faint urge to cry.

She thought Lance’s attitude makes perfect sense. We are strangers. Nothing more.

It’s obvious that Lance has already moved on. Then why am I still sad because of how cold he is?

After all, he is the man I have loved for ten years. Now that we are strangers, it is inevitable that I feel a little

upset.

I remember how good he was to me, and I also remember the pain he caused.

It takes time to heal.

I should put all my feelings aside. I have bigger fish to fry right now.

Perhaps since Pittsburgh was too remote, still, no one responded to her order.

Yvette was very anxious.

“Beep!”

A whistle interrupted her thoughts.

A black Mercedes stopped in front of Yvette, and the car window was rolled down. It was Charlie whom she

had not seen in a long time.

“Yvette. What a coincidence.”

Charlie was a little surprised to see her.

“Where are you going? I’ll give you a ride.”

Yvette checked her phone and did not refuse Charlie. She got in the car and said, “Can you take me to the

station?”

“The station? Where are you headed to after that?” Charlie glanced at his watch. “I don’t think there are many

tickets available at this time.”

“I have something to do and need to go back to Pittsburgh.”

“Really? I’m on my way to Youngstown. It’s very close to Pittsburgh. Join me.”

Such a coincidence surprised Yvette. She was no longer anxious. Instead, she was very grateful.

“Thanks, Charlie.”