Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 126

Secretary's Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 126 She Is Kidnapped

Outside the warehouse.

Two bodyguards in black came forward to report, "Mr. Wolseley, we have blocked here."

"Okay."

Now, they were waiting for the kidnappers to come out.

Lance looked at the old door and felt a little uneasy.

He picked up his phone and looked at the anonymous number that had called him. Then he called Frankie.

"Have you picked Yvette up?"

"No, but the cleaner at the scene said that she had taken a taxi."

For some reason, Lance felt uneasy.

He reached out and rubbed the corner of his eyebrows. He said tiredly, "Go take a look at Serenity Villa now

to see if Yvette is there."

"Okay, Mr. Wolseley."

"Also, an anonymous phone called me five minutes ago. Check its IP address."

Lance picked up his phone and called Yvette. Her phone was turned off.

He thought about it and sent a message.

"It was my fault. Text me when you arrived home."

Five minutes later, the message was still unread.

He dialed Yvette's phone again, but her phone was still turned off.

Suddenly, there was a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.

He comforted himself that Yvette must have gone back in anger or gone to replace her best friend.

Thinking of this, he called Jamie, but before he could call, he heard a loud explosion in front of him.

A black MPV crashed out.

The bodyguard in black stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Wolseley, they ran away. Do you want us to chase

them?"

"Go chase them." Lance's eyes turned cold.

Then, he got out of the car and walked into the warehouse with heavy steps.

The door of the warehouse had been knocked heavily, and only half of it was left hanging there. Lance kicked it open, and dust sprayed in the air. Yazmin was lying on the ground like a dead fish. Her body was full of whip scars, and the blood on her wrist

was still flowing out.

Lance rushed forward. He gritted his teeth, tore off a corner of his shirt, and tied up her wound. Then, he pulled her into his arms and sent her to the car. Yazmin curled up in his arms. Her body was hot, and she muttered, "Lance, you are finally here."

Lance looked down at her and said, "It's me. Don't talk."

Yazmin suddenly cried, "Lance, I am so afraid that I will never see you again. I am so in pain. Am I going to

die?"

"Don't talk nonsense. You will be fine."

Yazmin grabbed Lance by the collar and wanted him to make a promise.

"Lance, can you not drive me away? I will be obedient. Can you keep me by your side?"

Lance looked at her swollen face, and his cold face softened a little. He comforted her.

"Don't think about anything else."

Yazmin's wounds were fresh. The pain made her shiver. The medicine began to work, and she felt sleepy.

She was resentful and teary. "Can't you just promise me?"

Lance did not respond to her.

Yazmin closed her eyes to hide the resentment in her eyes. Then, she said, "Lance, can you give me your phone? I want to call my father to tell him I'm safe now." "Okay." Lance turned on his phone and dialed Collin's number. He placed it beside Yazmin's ear.

"Ah!"

Yazmin suddenly screamed like a lunatic and smashed the phone against the window.

It was too late for Lance to stop her. The phone screen was broken.

Yazmin held her head and trembled uncontrollably.

*Don't touch me. Don't hit me. Don't hit me."

It was obviously PTSD.

Lance restrained her and ordered the driver, "Drive faster."

They reached the hospital.

The first aid doctor was ready and immediately took Yazmin over.

Yazmin held Lance's hand tightly with teary eyes. "Lance, I'm so scared. Don't leave me."

Lance frowned and followed her.

Outside the operating room.

Lance paced back and forth, unable to calm his heart down.

Two passing young nurses were chatting.

"Why are there so many patients today? It's another one with serious injuries sent here by a police car."

"Yeah, this one is even worse. She's young and pregnant, and she was beaten so hard that she almost had a miscarriage. I wonder if she can be saved."

"Hey, as girls, we have to protect ourselves. What kind of hatred has caused the culprit to beat her up like that?"

"Yeah, there aren't even her family members. Only a close friend rushed over."

"Her close friend looks quite familiar. It's a bit like the daughter of the family who is about to go bankrupt. Ellen something..."

Lance's tall and straight figure suddenly froze. He turned his head and stared at the nurse.

The nurse pulled out her phone and excitedly said, "I found it. I followed her Twitter. She is a celebrity. Her

name is Ellen Robbins."

Lance's eyes widened. He skipped a heartbeat, and his blood stopped flowing.

After a short pause, he strode forward and grabbed the nurse's arm. His eyes were cold. "What's the name of the patient you mentioned?"

The nurse was stunned for a moment when she felt a sharp pain in her arm. She was frightened by the

terrifying malice in Lance's eyes, and her voice was shaking.

"Sir, please let go."

Lance's eyes were red, and he roared, "Tell me, what's her name!"

The nurse burst into tears. The nurse next to her was also frightened. She picked up the walkie-talkie and

shouted, "Security, please hurry up and come here!"

At this time, a man in a suit rushed over and stopped the nurse in time.

After hearing the explanation, the nurse left timidly.

Lance stood tall and straight, but his trembling hands betrayed him.

He looked at Frankie and asked slowly and stiffly, "Yvette is at the Serenity Villa, right?"

Frankie was speechless and shook his head.

"Then where did she go?"

Lance asked carefully as if he was afraid of exposing something. He held his breath.

This was the first time Frankie had seen Lance like this. He didn't dare to look into Lance's eyes and said with a stiff face, "Mrs. Wolseley was kidnapped and is now under operation."

In an instant, the hope in Lance's heart was smashed into pieces.

He staggered, and his hand was against the wall to prevent himself from falling. He seemed to have suddenly gone deaf, and he couldn't hear anything.