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Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn novel Chapter 70

Chapter 70 Call Me Honey

Lance’s voice was full of coldness and harshness.

Yvette paused and felt like turning around and leaving right now.

Yazmin smiled ironically and didn’t speak. She watched Yvette bend down to put the soup on the coffee table

and prepare to go out.

Lance caught a whiff of the perfume. He couldn’t help but look up and saw Yvette who was going out.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on his cold face as he shouted, “Wait a minute.”

Yvette stopped in her tracks.

Lance stood up and said to Yazmin, “I’ve highlighted the key points in the document. Frankie will take you to Mr. Chance. He will help you with it.”

Yazmin still wanted to say something, but Lance had already walked to Yvette and naturally wrapped his arm around her waist. “Honey, why are you here?”

Holding the document, Yazmin froze for a second.

Yvette was originally not used to being so intimate with Lance in front of others, but she noticed Yazmin’s undisguised anger in her eyes. She looked up at Lance with her watery eyes and said softly, “I came here to

see you.”

Yvette’s pure and pretty face was an innate advantage of her. When she acted obedient and tender, no man

could resist that cute side to her.

And neither did Lance. He couldn’t help but kiss her rosy lips.

Yazmin gripped the files tightly and felt her nails sink into her palms while a resentful look showed in her eyes. After a while, she calmed down and said softly, “Lance, I will go out first.”

Lance nodded and said, “Mr. Hyde won’t make things difficult for you anymore. Frankie will arrange

everything for you.”

Hearing what Lance said, Yazmin became happy again. She said sweetly, “Thank you, Lance.”

Then, she walked out of the room proudly and elegantly.

After the door closed, Yvette quickly wiggled out of Lance’s arms and went to open the thermos. Then she

said with a calm and cold voice, “It’s still warm. You can drink it now.”

Feeling the coldness in her voice, Lance narrowed his eyes. “You look a bit unhappy.”

Yvette made no reply. They hadn’t contacted each other for the past three days. She didn’t know that Yazmin had already changed her way to approach Lance and successfully entered the company.

She couldn’t help but think of the images that they discussed work in the same office every day, especially

when Yazmin obviously had a crush on Lance.

L

The thought of that made Yvette’s throat tighten, and she felt so hurt that she couldn’t even breathe.

But she couldn’t give vent to her pent-up feelings, and she knew that Lance didn’t like anyone to interfere with his work. If she told him about her feelings, Lance would probably think she was pretentious.

“I’m okay. Just drink it quickly,” Yvette said slightly.

Lance felt a little uncomfortable. With a cold face, he picked the thermos up and drank it clean.

As soon as he put down the thermos, Yvette got up and cleared away while saying, “Then I’ll get out of your hair. You can continue your work.”

Just as she was about to leave, her wrist was grabbed by Lance. The sudden pull made her accidentally sit on

his thigh.

Lance lowered his head and bit her lips lightly. “Don’t move,” he said gently.

“Yazmin is much better now. Her father handed over the business in New York to her, but she can’t handle it now. There is a project that is related to our company, so her father asked me to help her. That’s all.

“If you feel unhappy with it, I will ask someone else to assist her after these few days,” Lance explained

expressionlessly.

“It’s okay. There’s no need to do that.”

Lance could take the initiative to explain to her, which already meant that he was very frank and honest in

front of her.

Yvette wasn’t an importunate person. Instead, she knew what she should do in separating public from private interests.

Moreover, it wasn’t that one could act as if nothing happened as long as he ignored the feelings of other

people.

If Yazmin really wanted to come, no one could stop her.

Yvette was still sitting on Lance’s thigh. She soon felt that Lance’s body seemed to be burning. She blushed immediately as she pushed him gently trying to get up.

However, it was already too late.

Lance picked her up, placed her on the wide desk, and pressed a button.

The shutters slowly rolled down.

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