Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 288

Chapter 288 Apologize

Lance watched Yvette leave with rapt attention.

It was only an inch away, but it felt like they were separated by a galaxy.

Lance understood that there was nothing that remained unchanged. Even if people were so close to each other, there would be

a day when they would become completely unfamiliar.

At this moment, Lance could only see the side of Yvette's face. The face that Lance yearned for day and night was getting further and further away from him until it disappeared again.

Lance lowered his eyes. He put his hands into his pockets and then clenched his fists hard.

Lance would make Yvette return to him.

It was then the next day.

After Yvette came back from the studio, Yvette saw that Belle was having fun with a middle-aged woman.

Belle was honey-tongued. Belle was calling that woman Lydia. The woman was so happy that her mouth could not close.

It could be seen that Lydia really liked Belle.

After seeing Yvette, Belle carried the doll and ran over. Belle said, "Mommy, look at the latest princess doll that Lydia brought for me. There are a total of 12."

This princess doll set should only be on the market in six months. It seems that Lydia has put in a lot of effort.

Yvette walked over with Belle in her arms and said politely to Lydia, "Mrs. Stanton."

Lydia got up and stuffed a card into Yvette's hand. Lydia said gently, "Yvette, you look so beautiful. I almost couldn't recognize you."

The more Lydia looked at Yvette, the more she liked Yvette. When Lydia looked at Belle, Lydia knew that Yvette's genes were

the best.

Yvette was very embarrassed. She put down Belle and handed it back with both hands. Yvette said, "Mrs. Stanton, you don't

have to do this."

Lydia didn't want it. Lydia pushed Yvette's hand back. "This is a greeting gift for Belle. you can't say no on Belle's behalf."

"Belle doesn't need it. Mrs. Stanton, you don't need to do this."

Belle also nodded, and said softly and adorably, "I like the princess that Lydia gave me very much. I don't want the money. I have pocket money."

When the card was handed back, a lazy and impatient voice came from behind Yvette.

"Just take it. What are you being so pretentious about?"

Yvette turned around and saw Caiden, who was dressed in a suit but still seemed sloppy. Caiden sat down on the sofa and raised his eyebrows at Yvette arrogantly.

In fact, Yvette had wronged Caiden. From Lydia's side, Caiden got his blue and gray eyes. In addition, Caiden was used to being wanton and unrestrained. Caiden had no intention of provoking Yvette.

Yvette didn't like Caiden, so she looked away and resolutely returned the card.

"Shut up!"

Lydia was embarrassed by Caiden's words and scolded him fiercely.

The Lynn family was rich, so the card of more than a million might not necessarily care much about it, but Caiden called Yvette pretentious.

Lydia glared at Caiden. If not for the fact that they were in others' houses, Lydia would have already given Caiden a lesson.

Caiden touched the tip of his nose and looked at Yvette. Caiden only felt that Yvette was putting on an act.

Isn't giving money a request to make peace? If Yvette doesn't accept it, was it because Yvette doesn't want to settle the matter?

If not for the fact that Yvette happened to be Caiden's type, Caiden wouldn't have been so agreeable.

Lydia said, "Yvette, it was Caiden who was rude yesterday. I apologize to you. I hope you won't be angry."

Lydia heard that Yvette had left the day before without having food.

Lydia was really embarrassed.

After all, Lydia was an elder. Yvette said politely, "It doesn't matter, Mrs. Stanton."

Lydia was about to say something, but Caiden interrupted, "Since the misunderstanding has been cleared, then so be it. I'll listen to my mother. Let's try to date."

Yvette frowned, feeling baffled.

"No need. We are not a match."

"You!"

Caiden was so angry that he could not speak. This was the first time Caiden had taken the initiative to say something like that

to a woman, yet Caiden was rejected so directly.

Lydia was angered by her son. It was said that Caiden was dissolute. However, Lydia knew that Caiden had never brought a woman home once, and Caiden had never taken the initiative to mention a woman in front of his parents.

This time, it was rare. When Lydia asked Caiden, said tha he was okay with it. That meant that Caiden wanted to

Yvette.

"How am I not worthy of you? You...."

Halfway through his words, Caiden stopped talking. Yvette knew that Caiden wanted to call her widow again.

It was one thing to say that Yvette was a widow, but Caiden had also said that Belle was a burden. That had crossed a line.

Now Yvette could raise Belle very well. If Yvette had not always seen Belle staring at other families of three, Yvette would not have thought of replaceing a stepfather for Belle.

The Lynn family and the Stanton family were old friends. In order to prevent hurting their feelings, Yvette did not tell anyone

what Caiden said that day. Yvette just said that they were not suitable for each other as an excuse.

At this time, there was no need to help Caiden replace an excuse.

Yvette felt that Caiden was lacking in manners in his upbringing.

Yvette played the recording in the restaurant to Lydia. Lydia looked grim when she heard half of it. Lydia apologized to Yvette and Isabel, and then pulled Caiden by the ear and left the house. Caiden was licentious, but Caiden still respected his parents very much. Caiden endured it and only asked Lydia to let go when his ear when they reached the car.

On this day, Caiden was thoroughly humiliated.

Caiden gnashed his teeth. Yvette, let's wait and see.

It was noon time.

Yvette called Marlon.

"Marlon, are you free later? Help me pick up Susana from the airport."

"Why is Susana here?" Marlon asked.

"Marlon, what are you talking about? She must be here to see Kamila."

Susana was Kamila's daughter, about the same age as Yvette. When Yvette was a child, Kamila brought Susana to play with

Yvette.

They had once lost touch for more than ten years, but when they met again five years ago, they naturally became good friends.

It was like fate.

Yvette remembered that she had not told Marlon about that matter yet, so Yvette told him, "There is another thing I want to tell you. I asked Susana to be the design director in the studio. Susana should stay here for a long time. Belle also likes Susana. I am also very happy."

Yvette said a lot, but Marlon did not answer. After a long time, Marlon said yes.

Yvette thought of something again and said warily, "Marlon, Dominic won't be coming to New York, right? You have to watch out for him. In the end, it's still your fault. You introduced that jerk to Susana. Dominic is not only a scumbag but he also

abuses Susana. Susana almost lost her life because of him."

"No, he won't," Marlon said with an ugly expression..

"It's good that he won't. If Dominic dares to come again, I'll leave it to you."

When it was time, Marlon picked up the car key and went to the airport.

When Marlon arrived at the airport, he saw the slender figure from afar.

Susana was wearing beige trousers, a white T-shirt with black edges, and a very conservative outfit.

Marlon suddenly remembered that when Susana was wearing a red dress, Susana was passionate and innocent.

Marlon narrowed his eyes. It seemed that Susana had never worn a dress since she married Dominic. Even if it was extremely hot, Susana had long pants on her.

Susana's eyes met Marlon's cold and noble face, and Susana was startled.

Susana did not expect Yvette to ask Marlon to come and pick her up.

Marlon put out the cigarette and called out, "Susana."

Susana subconsciously tightened the grip on her suitcase and called out gently, "Professor Lynn."

That sounded distant and cold. Susana addressed Marlon as if he was a stranger.

Marlon tugged at his tie, feeling a little impatient. Marlon pulled her suitcase and placed it in the trunk of the car, then opened

the door for Susana.

"There's no need. I can sit at the back." Susana held the bag.

The passenger door was open, and Marlon's thin and strong arms were on the door frame. Marlon looked at Susana without saying anything, but he was very oppressive.