Secretary's Secret Lover Chapter 525 Everyone Likes Money

Yvette could not hear the sound in the car, but when she looked at Susana’s expression, she felt very strange.

Susana and Marlon?

Why didn’t she notice it?

However, once she started to suspect sothing, so small details would occur to her. It seed like there was a trace.

But if it was true...

With Marlon’s personality and her father’s attitude, Susana should be very difficult.

Yvette sighed slightly and thought of Ellen.

Why did they all have difficulties in romance?

Yvette wanted to find a chance to talk to Susana and ask for her opinion.

If Susana really thought it through, of course Yvette would do her best.

Inside the car.

Susana noticed that the man was in her house. She bit her lower lip and wanted to get angry, but she suppressed it out of habit. "Did you pick my lock?"

Marlon sat on the sofa and stretched his long legs. He said lazily, "Do I need to do that?"

"Then how did you get in?"

"A drunkard told the password last night."

Susana’s ears heated up. The drunkard was her.

She really wanted to slap herself. Why did she say everything when she was drunk?

She had to change the password as soon as she got ho.

"Then you can’t enter my house as you please," Susana said after calming down.

Marlon said seriously, "I’m here to get so clothes."

Susana was speechless by his self-confidence. "Do you only have one set of clothes?"

"Yes."

Susana didn’t know what to say.

"Susana, why aren’t you calling Mr. Lynn anymore?"

Susana was silent for a mont. Thinking about how unbridled she was after drinking last night, her face instantly turned red to her neck.

"Last night on the bed, you called Mr. Lynn 58 tis. Your voice was quite loud, and then you began crying..."

Marlon raised his eyebrows, and his voice was particularly ambiguous through the microphone. "Your voice is quite pleasant to hear."

Susana was so anxious that she almost stuttered, "Stop saying it!"

Although she was drunk last night, she still had so faint mories.

Now she was reminded by Marlon, and her brain suddenly surged. Marlon was on top last night. When he looked down at her, the sexy sweat dripped down the drain and burned her body.

It was too crazy.

She shivered and her ears were hot. She said anxiously, "Didn’t I send you a ssage this morning? Last night ... it was an accident."

"I didn’t see it. Can you co back to explain?"

Susana stayed silent.

She wanted to erase all her mories from last night.

She said half-heartedly, "I’m eating outside."

"With whom?"

"Yve." Susana finally said it.

When Marlon heard that it was Yvette, he felt relaxed. "Alright, have fun!"

Susana felt relief and she did not forget to remind him, "Please lock the door when you leave."

Hearing Susana’s cold tone, Marlon frowned and hung up very quickly.

Susana looked at the phone and was silent for a mont.

As expected, Marlon still had a bad temper.

In front of him, she would never be able to erase the label of a nanny’s daughter.

...

After Yvette got in, a waiter led her upstairs.

The restaurant was a high-end one in New York. It was full of private rooms and had no lobby.

She followed behind and went upstairs. The waiter in front suddenly said, "Good evening, sir."

Yvette looked up and suddenly saw Lance’s handso face.

Instantly, her heart skipped a beat!

Apparently, Lance had also seen her. His deep, dark eyes were cold.

Their gazes t, and Yvette almost asked the question in her mind.

Was he the father of the child in Juliette’s belly?

This question was very important to her.

It could be said that it would directly subvert the image of Lance in her heart.

But Lance only glanced at her indifferently and then withdrew his gaze, as if he was just a stranger.

Then, he was about to leave.

Yvette’s hand froze slightly until the waiter called out to her, "Miss?"

Only then did she wake up and follow.

In front of the waiter, Lance seed to go in the sa direction as them.

The decoration of the restaurant was very unique. There was a distance between the private rooms.

Yvette looked at Lance’s tall figure. The tailored suit drew a sexy curve on his body, but she suddenly felt that Lance seed to be thinner.

His cold figure had a trace of loneliness.

Suddenly, Yvette smiled.

This seed to be not sothing she should worry about.

He didn’t even greet her. Perhaps there were so things that need not be asked.

It was also good to be strangers like this.

"Lance, the dishes are all served. Let’s get in." The woman grabbed Lance’s arms.

The air seed to be frozen at that ti.

Yvette stopped.

Lance did not like the steak. Now that he had co to this restaurant with Juliette, tomorrow there would be the headline report for their love show.

Juliette felt that the cold air emitted by Lance was about to freeze her, but she still held her arm very naturally.

She didn’t think that Lance would throw her off in front of Yvette.

Lance did not throw her off. Instead, he said calmly, "Let’s go."

He turned around and was about to leave.

Juliette stopped as if she had just discovered Yvette in the corridor.

"Ms. Thiel?"

She pretended to be surprised and she took a step forward. "You’re here for the steak too? Do you want to eat with us?"

Juliette’s tone was very warm, but Yvette could see it through.

Just now, when Juliette was holding Lance’s arm, she had already noticed Yvette.

Now, Juliette was putting on a show.

However, Juliette’s face really surprised her. In the past, Juliette was quite a beauty.

In addition to all kinds of famous brands on her body, Juliette was at least a generous and gentle lady with a very temperant.

Now, perhaps it was because she was pregnant, her entire face was pale and gaunt.

The powder on her face was almost falling off, but it still could not cover the spots.

It was completely different from what Yvette saw on the news that day.

The news seed to have turned on a beauty filter. The first dia was under the Wolseley Group, so it had to beautify the future Mrs. Wolseley.

It had to be said that being pregnant made Juliette seem like a different person.

Yvette was not in the mood to be the audience of their love show. She said lightly, "Thank you, but I have an appointnt with my friends."

Juliette noticed the surprise in Yvette’s eyes.

Juliette held onto Lance and unconsciously exerted force.

Juliette’s eyes were like poisonous scorpions that were soaked in poison.

Especially when she saw Yvette’s delicate and beautiful face that was like a peeled egg.

The jealousy and hatred went from the bottom of Juliette’s eyes to the bottom of her heart.

Why did she look so ugly when pregnant?

It was all the fault of this freak in her belly who had stolen her beauty.

And this bitch in front of her, her eyes were full of affection, and she deliberately ca out to seduce people.

However, Yvette did not have any other thoughts at all.

Especially when she saw that Lance did not push Juliette away, and they were standing in front of her, she only felt disgusted and nauseated.

Marlon said that the kidnapping case of Belle and Kamila was blocked. They found a bastard who had sothing to do with the criminal. However, before they could interrogate him, the lawyer ssed everything up.

After that, they could no longer find this person.

Following the clues, Marlon found out that the lawyer back then was related to the Wolseley Group.

In fact, Yvette had already made up her mind that Juliette was definitely involved in the kidnapping case.

Otherwise, how could Tanya know the location of the kidnapping?

It must be the exchange that Tanya got after negotiating with Juliette.

Now, she had no access to Tanya, and the clues of the kidnappers were cut off.

Bad people were always able to stay safe and sound because of Lance.

No one would be able to hurt the person he was protecting.

The discomfort piled up and Yvette wanted to leave, but she was stopped by Juliette.

"Ms. Thiel, I have confird the designs of the gown I ordered last ti. Have you received it?"

Yvette did not expect her to suddenly ntion this.

At that ti, Juliette paid more deposit to humiliate Yvette, so Juliette did not confirm the designs and she did not reply to Yvette.

That thing was shelved.

Now that this humiliation had beco real, how could Juliette let her go?

She deliberately said, "I booked the wedding dress last year. Can you just make two casual clothes for to wear on our honeymoon? And also, make two sets for my husband, okay?"

Yvette was a little stunned when she heard this. Her first reaction was to look at the man.

She did not believe that Lance did not understand. Juliette asked her to make the dress to humiliate her.

Juliette also turned to look at Lance with a smile and said, "Lance, Ms. Thiel is good at this. Let her make it for you."

Lance’s eyes were cold. He suddenly changed his words and said lightly.

"You can decide on these trivial matters."

There was no surprise.

Yvette should not have any hope.

She didn’t know if the air conditioner in the restaurant was broken.

Yvette felt that the pores hidden under her clothes stood up, and the cold air invasion made her feel uncomfortable.

If it was what they expected, she would satisfy them.

Only a fool didn’t like money.

She looked back at them and said without any hesitation, "Sure, I’ll ask my assistant to arrange a ti with you later."

"I won’t disturb you. Have a good ti." She even revealed a slight smile.

After saying that, she left without stopping.

Juliette wanted to say sothing more, and she actually reached out to stop Yvette. But she was stopped by Lance.

When she saw that Lance was grabbing her hand, Juliette instantly beca obedient.

Juliette had a sweet smile on her face. She really wanted Yvette to turn back and look at them.

However, Yvette walked in a calm and firm way, without any intention of turning back.

Juliette was extrely disappointed, but she was quickly filled with other emotions.

Her hand was being held tightly by Lance. This was a breakthrough!

Even when Juliette had just mustered up her courage, she only dared to lightly hold his arm, not really daring to touch it.

"Lance." She called him gently.

Although Lance was holding her, he did not look at her. His pair of deep, cold eyes stared straight ahead.

There was no one in front of them.

Just as Juliette felt strange, she could no longer think at all for a very short ti.

Lance’s hand was clenching tighter. Juliette felt that her bones were about to be crushed!

Her proud face instantly beca deford from the pain, and she cried out in pain, "Lance!"

The man’s eyes were calm as if he did not hear her. His hands were like iron pincers, and he clenched them so hard that sweat dripped from Juliette’s forehead, and her face beca more and more distorted.

"Lance."

She almost cried out, and choked, "It hurts. Let go."

Only then did Lance lower his eyes and reply coldly, "There are people taking photos."

However, he was still holding her tightly. He pulled her and walked as fast as he could.

Juliette did not dare to cry in an instant and tried to squeeze out an extrely ugly smile.

But her hand was really too painful. Her five fingers were squeezed and it felt like they were going to be crippled.

She felt so hurt, but she still tried her best to show a smile that was uglier than crying.

Finally, when they reached the private room and the door closed, Lance let go of her hand.

Juliette staggered and held the back of the chair, her tears falling down.

The five fingers on her right hand were so painful that she lost consciousness.

Lance stood still and the light on the top landed on his face. He was still handso and extraordinary.

However, that expression was like a demon for Juliette.

The cold air around her was forced out. When she looked at the man, she felt that she could not stand steadily.

Lance lowered his eyes and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Juliette, do you like to play tricks?"

Juliette’s heart skipped a beat. She tried her best to suppress her guilty conscience and said with a normal expression, "Lance, what are you talking about? I don’t understand."

Seeing her acting dumb, Lance’s eyes beca colder. "Did I tell you not to provoke her?"

Juliette felt sad and said with grievance, "I didn’t. I only went to find you because I saw a reporter waiting for . I really didn’t know that Yvette was here."

Moreover, she only greeted Yvette. How could it be called provoke?

"You don’t know? Then you should keep your mouth shut!" Lance said coldly.

"It’s a misunderstanding. I booked a dress from her and was ready to go on a trip. Because so things were delayed, I thought I could use it this ti."

"Ouch!"

Before Juliette could finish her words, she suddenly covered her face and scread.

Clap!

A porcelain plate brushed against her face and slamd into the glass wheel, making a cracking sound.

"Save your tricks."

Lance didn’t want to listen to her at all. He sneered and said, "If you don’t want to continue this deal, you can get lost now."

Juliette’s expression changed instantly. She was so flustered that she wanted to pull the man’s arm.

However, when she was about to touch him, she recalled the pain just now and timidly retracted her hand.

She knew that excuses and tears were useless in front of Lance, so she decided not to pretend anymore.

"Lance, you promised to give a wedding, so what’s wrong with defending my sovereignty before the wedding?"

Her expression was complacent, and her expression changed so quickly that it made people speechless.

This was the real her.

"Besides, in exchange, I promised to let the Charles family stay away from Yvette and help you find the antidote after the marriage ceremony. These conditions are not bad, right?"