Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn novel Chapter 59

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 59 I’ll Never Let You Go

The airbag was activated.

The back of the gray Mercedes–Benz was smashed, and the car was pushed forward before it stopped when it

hit the railing.

If not for the safety system being activated in time, the car would have turned over.

On the other hand, because the black Bentley was well–controlled, other than half of its safety bar falling off,

there was not much damage.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Yvette was stunned on the spot. Her hands and feet were cold and her legs were weak.

The deformed car door of the Benz opened.

Charlie got out of it. He seemed to be staggering. He reached out and touched his forehead. Blood flowed out of the back of his hand. It was hard to tell where he was injured.

After a few seconds, Yvette rushed up and held onto his arm, wanting to say something.

However, both her hands and lips were trembling, and she was unable to utter a single syllable.

On the other hand, seeing that Yvette’s face was pale, Charlie held the back of her hand and comforted her.

“It’s fine, Yvette. I’m alright.”

His arm was scratched by the broken glass from the violent collision. He did not know if he was hurt

elsewhere.

At this time, the door of the Bentley was also opened.

Lance approached with a cold face. When he saw the two people holding hands, his pupils contracted.

“Come here!”

“Lance, are you crazy?” Yvette shouted in disbelief with a pale face.

But at this time, Lance’s anger had reached its peak. He grabbed Yvette and took her into his arms.

Then, he looked at Charlie. His eyes were so cold that they made one’s hair stand on end. “You are courting

death.”

Every word was filled with killing intent.

Due to the shock, Charlie’s face was extremely pale, but there was no fear on his face. He only asked, “Do you really care about Yvette?”

“Does it have anything to do with you? Charlie, don’t think that I won’t kill you just because your family is related to my grandma. Yvette is my woman. If this happens again, I won’t be as good–tempered as I am

today.”

Lance’s eyes were as cold as a knife as if he wanted to cut off the relationship between Yvette and Charlie.

Yvette did not expect that Charlie was Lance’s distant relative, but this was not the point. She just felt that Lance was crazy and unreasonable.

“Lance!”

Yvette pushed Lance hard. Lance was caught off guard and was pushed back by her.

“Charlie, are you alright? I’ll take you to the hospital.” Yvette anxiously went over to support him. Her eyes

were filled with concern.

“I’m fine. It’s just a small injury. No other part of my body was hurt,” Charlie comforted Yvette instead.

They cared about each other, which hurt Lance’s self–esteem. Lance almost went berserk.

“Yvette, come here.” Lance’s voice was utterly cold.

Yvette didn’t want to pay attention to this madman, but when she thought of Charlie’s situation, she

patiently explained.

“Lance, Charlie was just going to send me home. Why did you…”

Her words were interrupted by Lance’s rough actions. She was pulled into his arms with one hand, and he bit her lips in retaliation.

“Ugh…”

Yvette’s mouth was sealed, and her pupils suddenly dilated.

What a madman!

Charlie was still around, but what did Lance want to do?

Yvette struggled with all her might, but her hands and waist were restrained by Lance’s arms. The more she struggled, the crazier Lance became.

Lance was like a lunatic as he stretched his tongue deep into her mouth.

On the back, Frankie felt that this scene was so amorous that even an adult would not bear to watch it.

He stepped forward and made a gesture of invitation to Charlie, then said politely, “Mr. Raison, we will be fully responsible for this accident. I will send you to the hospital.”

Charlie frowned. He did not want to leave, worried that Yvette would be hurt by Lance.

However, Frankie smiled and said, “Mr. Raison, Mr. and Mrs. Wolseley will always reconcile after any argument. As an outsider, you’d better not get involved. If you provoke Mr. Wolseley, he won’t recognize you as his family and you can’t bear the consequences, right?”

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The emotion in Charlie’s eyes that were behind his glasses was hard to read, and there was a hidden chill in them. After a moment, Charlie left.

After the car drove away, Lance released Yvette and let her breathe.

Yvette was trembling, her eyes full of tears. She raised her hand without thinking.

Lance grabbed her wrist, and the coldness in his eyes was about to devour her.

Lance had warned Yvette not to hit him for another man’s sake, but she posed to attack him for other guys again and again.

The tip of his tongue was against his teeth, and the words he spat out were extremely harsh. “Yvette, was your desire so strong? You even dated a man when you were only free for a few hours? Do you think you are

the same as a bitch?”

Each of his words was like a sharp blade that was smashed at Yvette.

Yvette’s face was pale, and she was trembling. Her internal organs seemed to be in pain.

Looking at Yvette’s pale face, Lance felt that what he said was inappropriate, but the scene just now was like a knife stabbing him again and again.

Yvette was his possession. He could not tolerate others touching her even if he couldn’t have her.

No one could do it.

Yvette was about to explode from anger. She felt wronged and painful. Her eyes turned red and she angrily

said, “You are right. I am a bitch!”

If she wasn’t a bitch, how would she be reluctant to part with Lance even if she knew that he already had

someone he loved?

If she wasn’t a bitch, how could she give in after tasting Lance’s sweetness?

She thought, Yvette, you are a pure bitch.