Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 154

Secretary's Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 154 I Will Definitely Earn It!

The customer information was absolutely confidential.

That was why Yvette was so surprised when she saw Marcus.

Marcus was not surprised when he saw her. After all, the teacher's information had to be checked by the customer in advance.

He was dressed smartly as if he had just had a video conference.

After Yvette recovered from her shock, she felt she was being rude. She hurriedly stood up and bowed slightly.

"Mr. Wolseley, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to fall asleep."

Marcus said unhurriedly, "So you want to?"

Yvette was rendered speechless by his words, unable to speak.

Marcus saw her startled expression and pinched his eyebrows. He explained, "I was just joking."

Yvette twitched the corners of her mouth and smiled awkwardly.

She really wanted to remind him not to joke around anymore. It sounded like a leader reprimanding his subordinate.

Marcus said, "Sit down."

Yvette sat down as instructed.

Marcus asked again, "Have you read Joseph's information?"

Yvette shook her head. The student's information could only be read by the selected teachers. That was to say, only when Marcus was satisfied with her would she be able to get the student's information. Marcus did not beat around the bush and went straight to the point. "Joseph has been spoiled by me. He has a bad temper and loves to mess with people. This year, you are the ninth teacher. I have no objections to you, but the premise is that you can tame him."

He used the word "tame", and coupled with the hesitation of the team leader before she came, Yvette could already imagine that Joseph was a troublesome child.

Yvette thought for a moment and asked, "Did he hit someone?"

Marcus raised his eyebrows and seemed to be a little surprised by her question. "He doesn't hit women."

"That's fine." Yvette let out a sigh.

Marcus spoke in a clear voice, "You can meet first."

He turned around and instructed the servant, "Let Joseph come down."

The servant went up the stairs and soon came down again. He said timidly, "Mr. Wolseley wants the teacher

Get Botus

to go up."

"Tell him to come down right now." Marcus frowned.

The servant went to send a message again, but he still returned alone.

"Ms. Thiel, please wait a moment," Marcus said with a darkened face.

As he spoke, he stood up as if she wanted to go upstairs.

Yvette knew what he was gonna do and said, "I'll go with you."

It was getting late, and she had to go home after seeing Joseph.

When they went upstairs, the door was not closed. Marcus knocked on the door and then pushed it open. Seeing Joseph look disheveled, Marcus said in a low voice, "Put on your clothes and see the teacher." Joseph saw that it was Marcus and slowly got up. He then put on a red sleeveless T-shirt, revealing two

arms.

Then, Marcus nodded at Yvette. Yvette walked in sideways. The room was punk-style, and she could see the blue-haired child in the middle at a glance.

Joseph didn't look like a child though. He looked particularly flamboyant, and he had charming slanted eyes,

similar to Yvette's eyes.

However, Yvette's eyes looked cuter. Joseph's eyes, however, were sharp and ruthless. He was not easy to

deal with.

Joseph was about 6 feet tall. He did not look like a child at all.

Most of the senior students were around 17 or 18 years old. Joseph repeated a grade, so he was already an

adult.

Yvette nodded at him and smiled, "Hello, I'm Yvette Thiel. You can call me..."

"Yvette, right?" Joseph said and yawned. He glanced at Marcus and said disdainfully, "Are you looking for a

teacher or a mother for me? She is a bit small-breasted compared to previous ones. Have you changed your

taste?"

He wanted to humiliate Yvette.

Marcus scolded in a deep voice, "What are you talking about? She's Ms. Thiel."

"Oh, Ms. Thiel."

Joseph drawled lazily. He didn't show any respect and tried to tease her.

Yvette didn't mind and replied, "Joseph, hi."

Joseph saw that Yvette was very calm. She was neither anxious nor humble, making him angry.

He sneered, "Ms. Thiel must have taken a fancy to my father when you came to apply for the job, right? Don't

waste your time. I'll send a copy of his schedule to you immediately. He will go to the same bar every Saturday to drink. It will be easier for you to get him when you go there. You don't wanna mess with me." "Joseph!"

Marcus's tone was a little serious. He rarely showed his expression, but now he was really angry.

Joseph was still a little afraid of Marcus. He sat down and stopped talking.

Yvette stood quietly at the side.

Marcus frowned. He looked at Yvette and said, "Let's go down first."

"Mr. Wolseley, can I stay alone with Joseph for a while?" Yvette asked.

Marcus looked at her and nodded.

After he left, Joseph showed an expression of disgust. "Don't think that it is easy to earn money. You'd better

ask why the eight teachers quit their jobs. There is one that she wouldn't dare to be a teacher anymore." Yvette asked calmly, "Why do you reject teachers?"

Joseph scoffed, "How many of you are real teachers? Six of the eight teachers before came to seduce my

dad."

"I'm not interested in your dad," Yvette said straightforwardly.

"Who would believe it?" Joseph said perfunctorily.

"I don't care if you believe it or not. I only want to tell you that I will definitely earn the money."

Yvette had a calm expression. "If you don't want to be annoyed by me, you can think about what you want me

to do to make me teach you. I can promise you a challenge."

Joseph smiled lazily, "Ms. Thiel, you're pretty awesome."

He suddenly stood up and looked down at Yvette. "I'll treat you to some fruit juice," he smiled.

Then, he handed over the fruit juice that Mary brought over. Then his hand tilted and the red fruit juice all fell on Yvette's beige coat.

"I'm so sorry," Joseph said innocently. "My hand suddenly hurt.”

Yvette was not embarrassed at all. She calmly wiped it and said, "It's okay. Anyway, your family is rich and

your dad will reimburse me."

Before she left, she said, "I will only give you three days to think about it. After that, I will propose to Mr. Wolseley to tie you up for class. It is up to you whether you want to learn or not. I am only responsible for imparting knowledge."

Joseph's anger was stirred up by her. He rushed out directly and shouted at the people below, "I don't want

her. I don't want her to be my teacher."

Compared to Yvette's calmness, Joseph's exasperation was shown all over his face.

Marcus was rather surprised. This was the first time that Joseph had been defeated. In the past, it had always been the teacher who came down, crying.

He looked at Yvette's coat which was stained with juice. "Sorry, Joseph has been spoiled by me."

"Mr. Wolseley, I have a question for you."

"You ask."

"What's Joseph's current rank?"

"235th."

Yvette calculated and felt that it was not bad. He might have studied some before.

"How many people are there in the school?" she asked.

Marcus said lightly, "235."

Yvette was lost for words.

Joseph was in an international school. The number of people recruited every semester was limited. If Marcus

had not donated a building, the school would not have let Joseph in at all.

Yvette signed and said, "Your request is to let him adapt to his future life and studies overseas. I can do this.

I can improve his grade by 50 percent in three months. However..."

"What?" Marcus raised his eyebrows.

Yvette was straightforward. "You need to pay more."

It was quiet, and Joseph cursed upstairs, "You greedy and cheeky woman."

Yvette was expressionless. Marcus was amused by her straightforwardness. "No problem."

Marcus arranged a car and sent Yvette back. They agreed that the payment for the lesson would be changed

to 16 thousand dollars a week, and the length of time would also increase accordingly. Joseph's foundation was too weak. If the learning time did not increase, it would not be able to work at all.

Yvette arrived at Ellen's residence.

Yvette got out of the car and nodded to the driver to thank him. She watched the car leave.

When the car was far away, Yvette turned around and walked into the neighborhood.

Before she took two steps, the remote light suddenly lit up, making Yvette's eyes hurt.

She covered her eyes and the light went out. A person got out of the car and walked toward her step by step.