Secretary’s Secret Lover

Chapter 334 What Fiancée?

Frankie used to be a soldier. He quickly sized up the situation.

 He had thought that Ayana was Yvette's assistant, so he did not guard against her.

 In an instant, Frankie's eyes turned, and his fingers caught the dagger while his neck turned to the side. He was out of danger without injuring at all.

 Ayana's eyes widened. She knew she had met a tough opponent, so she also raised her vigilance and rushed over.

 The two of them wrestled together. Ayana's moves were fatal, but Frankie hesitated considering that she was one of Yvette's people. Soon, he was at a disadvantage.

 After a few rounds, Frankie could not take it anymore.

 It was so hard for him to hit back but not kill her.

 Frankie called out, "Stop! I'll take you to her!"

 Frankie knew what Lance wanted to do. In order to prevent Ayana from telling Marlon, he compromised on taking her to Yvette.

 In the car.

 The driver wisely raised the partition.

 Yvette pressed her body against the seat of the car, unable to suppress her anger.

 Thinking of Juliette's mighty tone on the phone, Yvette could not even maintain the most basic manners.

 At this moment, she really hated this overbearing man in front of her.

 She even didn't want to talk to him and angrily went to open the car door.

 Lance noticed her movement and leaned over, his arms on both sides of the seat, blocking her way.

 "Is it so unbearable?"

 Lance felt like there was a lump in his throat.

 She could smile at another man.

 But when she was with him, she wanted to jump out of the car.

 Yvette raised her eyes, "Mr. Wolseley, what do you want?"

 "I want to talk to you."

 "Are you crazy? Do you have to be so rude and drag me to the car to talk?"

 "Otherwise, would you listen to me?"

 Lance did not forget that when she saw him just now, her first reaction was to run away.

 That was true. Yvette would not listen to his nonsense.

 "Lance, I warn you. Let me out of the car, or..." Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

 "Why did you go to the amusement park with that man today? We had agreed to go to the park together."

 Lance suddenly lowered his voice.

 Somehow, Yvette sensed a bit of grief in his slightly hoarse voice.

 It was as if she had done something wrong to him.

 "When did I say I would go to the park with you?"

 She had told him that she would see if she got time then. She thought it was clearly a rejection.

 However, she had thought of asking him to go this morning in consideration of Belle.

 But now, thinking of the call from Juliette, Yvette's face turned cold.

 "You are not allowed to go with him!"

 Lance's eyes were dark. He was extremely jealous when he thought of the scene today.

 He was jealous that the man could hold Belle and could walk beside Yvette.

 The man did not take any further action.

 According to Lance's judgment, they were not in a relationship for now.

 But even that had made Lance crazy.

 He could not stand any other man approaching Yvette.

 No exception.

 Yvette was mad. She felt that she was about to lose her senses.

 "It's my freedom to go with anyone. What does it have to do with you?

 "Mr. Wolseley, I am not your wife anymore, and you're not welcomed in my life!"

 Lance had heard a thousand times of this kind of stuff Yvette spoke, and he even no longer felt hurt.

 "Anyway, I don't allow you to go out with him."

 He leaned gracefully against the back seat and threatened, "Otherwise, I have plenty of ways to make him disappear in New York."

 Yvette was so angry that she lost control and bit Lance's arm until she had a mouthful of blood.

 Lance's face was cold and he did not make a sound, as if the blood that flowed out was someone else's.

 Yvette wiped her mouth.

 She said angrily, "I warn you. If you dare to touch Stephen, I will not let you off."

 Lance said coldly, "I'm not joking with you. You better listen to me. Otherwise, I don't know what I will do."

 He did not want to force her.

 But what he had seen today irritated him.

 At that moment, he felt like all the bones in his body were aching.

 Yvette could smile with others, but every time she saw him, she act like he was an enemy.

 Lance couldn't stand it. He felt himself on the verge of exploding.

 The devil in his heart was about to run out!

 He would rather be overbearing and force her than let her go!

 Lance's voice turned colder, "Yvette, I mean it."

 Yvette looked at Lance's terrifying face.

 She suddenly remembered that Stephen's family seemed to be powerful in Iceland.

 She pursed her lips and said coldly, "So what you have influence here? If you dare to touch Stephen, I will go to Iceland with him. You will never see us again!"

 Lance's face instantly became ugly.

 Yvette smiled, "I mean it!"

 Yvette's words seemed to hit Lance's Achilles heel. He could not remain calm at the thought of that possibility.

 Lance's face was full of anger.

 "Don't you dare!"

 "Why not? Mr. Wolseley, don't threaten me. You do what you say, and I do what I say."

 When Lunarc took root in New York and the company was fully functioning, she could leave and work online.

 Yvette's patience ran out.

 She said coldly, "You better let me off right now, or I don't mind sending you to the police station again!"

 Yvette felt that every time she saw this domineering man, she would lose her temper.

 She could not calm down at all.

 More importantly, his behavior made it impossible for her to calm down.

 When she thought about how Juliette had embarrassed her today because of Lance, Yvette exploded.

 "And please explain to your fiancée clearly that it's you who wouldn't leave me alone, not me pestering you!"

 She had never badgered Lance. Why should she pay for his behavior?

 Lance frowned. But he caught the key point in a second and asked, "What fiancée?"

 Yvette didn't want to mention that embarrassing phone call. After all, it was she who called first.

 She shouldn't have been soft-hearted and made that call.

 Lance saw that Yvette was silent, so he stared at her seriously, "Who are you talking about?"