Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 169

Secretary's Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 169 She Wants to Earn Money From Him

Marcus stretched out his long legs and his pants were loosened. His shirt was unbuttoned until there was

only one button left. What entered her eyes was his muscular chest.

Yvette was stunned for a moment and forgot to react.

Until the woman whose clothes were in a mess scolded her, "Get out of here."

Only then did Yvette react. Her face turned hot, and she apologized before walking out.

As she closed the door, she heard Marcus call out to her.

"Wait, don't go."

Yvette was stunned again, and she stood there with her back to the door.

Should she leave or not?

Marcus looked at her slender figure and almost laughed.

"Go down and wait for me," he said in a deep voice.

Yvette blushed and quickly ran down.

In the study, the woman who had been interrupted saw the door close and then leaned over again with her

soft body.

But Marcus was sitting indifferent and cold.

In the blink of an eye, he became so cold. She clearly felt that Marcus had some feelings.

Immediately, she cursed Yvette who had barged in from the bottom of her heart.

"Melaine, get out."

Marcus stood up coldly, straightened his clothes, and fastened his belt. His eyes were very cold.

It was as if the slight passion just now did not exist.

Melaine Hall was unwilling!

She was a top student at New York University and had been introduced to be Marcus's domestic assistant. From the moment she saw Marcus at the airport, she had been deeply in love with this experienced man. Although his resume said that he was 35 years old, his appearance looked like he was a bit more than 30.

His facial features were handsome and noble to the point of being impeccable. His superior family background and good education made him even more elegant than others. He was like a strong wine whose fragrance was mellow and tempting.

Later, because of work, she accompanied him to the turf or to the hot spring club and saw his sexy

muscles.

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She was even more obsessed with this excellent man.

Today, she wore a seductive perfume. She used the excuse of sending important documents to enter the forbidden area of the study. Everything was designed in advance by her.

She smoothly untied his shirt and pants. Just as she was about to succeed, she was interrupted by Yvette. All for nothing!

Melaine gathered her courage again and placed her hand on Marcus's leather buckle. She said softly, "Mr. Wolseley, I can help you..."

She was afraid that if she said those words, Marcus would look down on her, so she deliberately said them in

a lower and lower voice. However, her actions were obvious. She half-knelt at her feet.

"No need," Lance said with a frown and hesitation.

As he spoke, he pushed away Melaine's hand which was still moving.

He didn't know what was wrong with him today that he was so agitated. Just now, Melaine somehow took off

his clothes.

Melaine was already in a half-kneeling position, and this push caught her off guard and she fell to the ground.

Her face was facing the front of the desk, and she saw a golden frame on the desk. It was a woman.

Her face suddenly turned pale!

A bold idea formed in her mind.

Could it be that Marcus's slight passion just now was because of this photo?

Marcus noticed that her gaze had landed on the photo, and his face immediately darkened, revealing a rare

look of anger.

"Get out." He did not hesitate.

In a split second, Melaine turned blue in the face, and she was extremely embarrassed.

Ever since she started working, Marcus had always been polite to her. He had never said this before.

She couldn't stay any longer, so she could only leave first and wait for the next scheme.

She got up and tidied up her clothes. Her face was pale as she apologized to Marcus, "Mr. Wolseley, I'm sorry. I'll be leaving."

Melaine looked at Marcus's handsome face affectionately before she left. In her heart, she was expecting him to ask her to stay, but he didn't.

Marcus did not look at her at all.

Crack.

Her heart was broken.

Melaine went downstairs and saw Yvette sitting on the sofa waiting for Marcus.

The soft cashmere sweater highlighted her thin waist, her fair and beautiful cheeks were smooth, and her

eyes were attractive.

Melaine had to admit that Yvette was gorgeous.

Yvette had a face that could make men fall in love at first sight.

The two of them looked at each other. Yvette did not speak, and neither did Melaine.

A sense of familiarity suddenly filled Melaine's heart. She suddenly thought of the photo on the desk.

The woman in the photo and this girl's eyebrows were exactly the same!

However, the age was not right. Yvette was obviously younger.

Melaine heaved a sigh of relief. So that was how it was.

Stepping on her heels and walking past Yvette, she said arrogantly, "What are you doing at Mr. Wolseley's

house?"

Yvette knew that it was not good to disturb others, so she also felt a little apologetic and explained, "I'm a

home tutor."

"A home tutor?"

Melaine repeated and said, "I'm afraid that home tutor is fake, and it's true that you want to seduce Mr. Wolseley."

Yvette was speechless.

Marcus was really popular. Everyone thought that she was trying to seduce him.

But she swore that she really just wanted to earn money from him.

Seeing that Yvette did not speak, Melaine thought that Yvette had tacitly agreed, and the words she said

were even more impolite.

"I've seen many girls who pretend to be innocent like you. Using the name of work to do illicit things. You're

really despicable!"

Yvette felt speechless. "Ms., please don't impose your own thoughts on others."

Melaine was stunned by Yvette's refutation and didn't have much to say. She could only say hatefully, "Do you think that Mr. Wolseley has a fancy for you? You are just a substitute, and your face has some advantage."

When Yvette heard the word "substitute," she asked warily, "What do you mean?"

Melaine blurted out, "You and the one in the study..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by a gloomy voice.

"Ms. Hall."

It was Marcus who came down the stairs, dressed in a suit and well-built.

Melaine immediately stopped talking, thinking that Marcus was trying to ask her to stay. She stood there obediently.

Marcus approached and said, "Remember to get your salary from the finance department tomorrow."

"What?"

Melaine thought she had heard wrong. She raised her head and revealed a charming smile. She asked again, "Mr. Wolseley, what did you say?"

Marcus played it down. "Starting tomorrow, you will no longer be my assistant.”

Melaine bit her lip, looking pitiful. "What? Mr. Wolseley, what do you mean?"

Marcus almost ran out of patience. "Ms. Hall, can't you hear things clearly?"

Yvette wanted to laugh when she heard this, but she knew that it was not the right occasion, so she lowered her head.

Melaine's eyes were red. She wanted to say something. But when she saw Marcus's impatient expression, she instantly did not dare to say anything. She was afraid that she would anger him even more.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wolseley."

After saying this, she covered her face and cried as she left.

At this time, Marcus's eyes fell on Yvette's face, and his Adam's apple rolled.

Yvette was very self-aware that it was time for Marcus to scold her.

She did not want to lose her job and admitted her mistake quickly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wolseley. Joseph asked me to get the book. I did not know that it was your study."

Joseph, who was leaning against the railing on the second floor watching, gritted his teeth.

He didn't expect her to confess so quickly.

Marcus's study was a forbidden area, and he had never entered it before.

So he deliberately asked Yvette to go in and wait for Marcus to come back to complain, so Yvette could be

fired.

But who would have thought that Marcus had been back with a woman in the study?

He couldn't predict the future.

If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have done it!

Marcus seemed to have eyes on his head. He didn't even look up when he ordered, "Come down."