Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn novel Chapter 243

Chapter 243 Unforgettable!

Yvette stopped struggling and looked at him with red eyes. "Then what do you want?"

”1'11 tell you when she comes out," Lance said.

"Will you want something that I can't afford?" Yvette asked.

"You are even willing to sleep with me. What else can't you afford?" Lance mocked lightly.

Yvette was speechless.

She felt that this man was really good at irritating people.

However, compared to Charlie, who was unscrupulously scheming, Yvette could only choose to believe Lance.

"When can Ellen come out?"

"Tomorrow morning." Lance gave her the time.

"Can't you save her now?" Yvette was very anxious.

She didn't want Ellen to stay there for even a minute.

"You want me to break into that place to rescue her now?" Lance sneered.

Yvette was speechless. He was right. That place was different from other places. It was too late to do many things.

Now that Ellen’s matter was settled, she felt quite relaxed.

"Sleep here tonight." Lance pulled her to the bed.

"Tonight?"

Yvette wrapped the coat around her body tightly and said defensively, "How many conditions do you have? I can only agree to one."

As she was wary of him, the man’s eyes darkened.

Sure enough, her tough nature was revealed again.

"Where are you going so late at night?"

Lance pressed the tip of his tongue against his teeth and laughed out of anger. "Don't worry. I won't sleep with you. I'm not that needy."

Feeling his displeasure, Yvette did not retort.

This unknown promise made her feel pressured. She wanted to end it as soon as possible.

In any case, she could only agree to one condition. As he made his request, they would be over then.

In the Correctional Center.

Ellen was pressed by two female prisoners and injected with some unknown liquid.

Her whole face was full of panic, and she wanted to ask why they did this.

"Ah ... Ah ah ah..."

She was horrified to find that she could only open her mouth and scream hoarsely, unable to say anything else.

She lost her voice!

The short-haired woman admired her frightened expression and smiled darkly. "You can’t speak, right?"

Ellen nodded.

The woman raised the syringe and smiled. "This is the drug that makes you temporarily speechless."

Ellen's face was pale as she stared at them as if she was asking them what they were upto.

The two women chuckled. "You will know soon."

It was not easy to bring things here. The woman took out a few toothpicks and slowly approached Ellen, saying, "Don't blame us. We are paid to do this. The employer asked us to torture you before killing you. It's all your fault. You've offended that man by hurting his beloved woman."

The other woman sighed and shook her head. "Women can't trust men at all times. When they love you, you are good in all aspects. When they don't love you, they will trample you harshly."

The two chatted, and the division of labor was particularly clear.

One woman pressed Ellen's hands while the other one stabbed the specially made toothpicks into Ellen's fingernails one by one.

The toothpicks were actually silver needles in disguise.

Pushed by the woman, the toothpicks penetrated the flesh under her fingernails. She felt a heart-wrenching pain instantly!

"Uh!! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The shrill and hoarse scream sent shivers down her spine at night.

Ellen let out a fierce roar and felt as if someone was holding a knife and cutting her flesh piece by piece. Her fingers were connected to her heart. She felt her life was like hell.