Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn novel Chapter 147

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 147 I Don’t Know Him

Charlie’s words made Yvette find it hard to refuse him. She could only nod and say that she would call him.

After Charlie left, Yvette ordered a car and went directly to the cemetery.

Unlike those in the city, cemeteries in the countryside weren’t planned exquisitely. Instead, there were just graves without any decorations. Yvette paid for a tombstone for Phoebe.

When she saw Phoebe’s tombstone splashed with red paint, she was so angry that she trembled.

She went to a family living not far from the cemetery and asked if they knew what had happened.

The family did not know Yvette, but they knew Phoebe. When they heard that Yvette was Phoebe’s granddaughter, they told Yvette that it was a resident in the village who did it.

The man claimed that Phoebe owed him money. They tried to stop him, but the man was a rascal, so they did

not dare to stand in his way.

Yvette had never heard that Phoebe was in anyone’s debt. She was furious. However, her priority was to clean

up the tombstone.

She borrowed some tools from the family to get rid of the paint, knelt in front of Phoebe’s tombstone, and

cleaned it carefully while shedding tears.

She collected herself and murmured.

“Granny, I will make things right for you.”

After she was done, she left 300 dollars for the family and asked them to help look after Phoebe’s tomb. Should anything happen, they shall give her a call.

The family was more than happy to take her money. They wouldn’t have lived here if they weren’t poor

anyway.

She asked for the rascal’s address and went to the town to find him.

Yet before she could find him, her neighbor, Melissa, called her and said that a lot of people had gathered in front of her house, claiming to demolish it. The landlord who bought the house was also there.

Yvette hurried over.

When she arrived at the Dudley’s house, there were already many people there, including the police even.

When the landlord saw Yvette, she was unhappy. She said, “Yvette, you and I are neighbors, right? Back then, your uncle wanted to sell the house, and I bought it. You wanted to rent it, and I agreed. I never expected you to gang up and trick me. I no longer want to rent it to you. Explain to everyone that the house has nothing to do with you or your uncle anymore.”

Yvette was stunned. She thought, what does she mean? When did I gang up with Hoffman?

I haven’t seen him since he was arrested because of the incident at the hospital.

Yvette was just about to ask more. Suddenly, someone grabbed her hair and dragged her to the ground.

“Cut the crap. Pay back the money!”

There was a police officer at the scene who maintained order. He stepped forward to stop the man and said,

“Calm down. Don’t get physical.”

The landlady asked the police officer to come because these people were causing trouble in the house she bought. She showed them the documents she had, including the property ownership certificate, yet they just

wouldn’t leave.

Yvette looked up and saw that the man who pulled her was the rascal mentioned by the family earlier.

She immediately became angry and asked, “Are you the one who disrespected my grandmother’s tomb?”

The man wasn’t guilty at all and shouted, “So what if I say yes? Would you come back if I didn’t? You cunt. You colluded with Hoffman and fooled us. The rest of our lives depend on the money you swindled!”

The police officer next to Yvette told her that not long ago, Hoffman went back in a luxury car from somewhere unknown, bragging that he had made a lot of money while he was away. He lobbied the villagers.

to trust him with their money, and he would make them rich as well.

Moreover, he pledged the house as collateral.

No one knew that this house had been sold by him a long time ago, and since Yvette rented the house, no

one was suspicious.

Now, Hoffman was nowhere to be found.

Therefore, in everyone’s eyes, Yvette and Hoffman colluded and defrauded them of their money.

It was a dispute. Besides, since the villagers gave their money to Hoffman, though the police officer was helpless, he still said that Hoffman needed to be found..

Hoffman was nowhere to be found. Naturally, everyone targeted Yvette.

The police officer could only mediate, trying to calm everyone down. He said that people here should talk nicely and stop making Yvette take the blame. After all, what Hoffman did had nothing to do with her.

Some villagers were puzzled. They asked the police officer if they could get the money back should Hoffman.

be caught.

The police officer looked reluctant. He explained, “Only if Hoffman did not spend it. If he did, he wouldn’t have

the money to repay you. He would do jail time. But it also means that you can never get your money back.”

Immediately, the scene was filled with wailing.

Many people at present were old and couldn’t find a job. And now, they had no money left. Once they got sick, they wouldn’t have enough money to pay their medical bills. Only death awaited.

An aged woman slumped to the ground, rolled, and cried. They had been saving the money for their entire lives.

Yvette finally knew what was going on.

It was true that Hoffman defrauded those people, yet she also held herself accountable, since she rented the house, which thereby caused the misunderstanding.

She asked them, “How much did Hoffman take from you?”

Hearing that, the people suddenly saw a glimmer of hope. They had heard that Yvette had a job in New York, and she was a college graduate. She must have been something. She must have had money.

They all took out the IOUS written by Hoffman. Yvette did a rough estimation. There were more than twenty

families, which added up to nearly 500 thousand dollars.

Yvette left for her studies very early, so, she did not know many of the people on site.

Yet she could see that most of them were dressed in plain clothes and looked very honest. It was obvious that they were peasants who worked hard their entire life. Finally, they saved up tens of thousands of dollars.

for retirement, and now, their money was conned away by Hoffman.

Yvette pursed her lips and said, “Everyone, I will pay back the money on behalf of Hoffman, but if he cons you