Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 307

Chapter 307 Avoid Her

The dinner lasted for a long time.

During the meal, Yvette also went to the bathroom outside.

When she came out of the bathroom, she saw the back of a woman coming out of the bathroom and disappearing in a flash. The back was a little familiar.

There were other voices coming from the bathroom.

Her expression changed and she was just about to see who else was inside when she was stopped by someone.

"Yvette."

It was Juliette who called her.

"I didn't even have time to say hello to you just now," Juliette said as she looked at the bathroom behind her. Then her gaze fell on Yvette.

Yvette looked at Juliette inexplicably. She didn't know Juliette at all. Was it necessary for Juliette to say hello to her?

Juliette smiled and introduced herself gracefully, "I heard from Lance that you lost your memory, so that's why you don't know me. Then I'll introduce myself to you again. My name is Juliette Beckford, and I grew up with Lance."

"Does it have anything to do with me?" asked Yvette as she raised her eyes.

Juliette was stunned and then smiled gently.

"I just want to say hello to you."

Yvette said coldly, "Why did you have to say hello to me? Aren't you a friend of Lance? Do you have anything to do with me? Is it necessary for you to greet us? Were we close before?" The series of questions caused Juliette's face to turn pale.

Juliette was the vice president of the Wolseley Group and the young miss of the Beckford family. She was famous for being a successful career woman in New York

It had been a long time since she had been refuted by someone like this.

However, she endured it and smiled in embarrassment. "Yvette, I think you misunderstood me. I just happened to pass by and saw you. Then I wanted to talk to you."

Yvette still did not give Juliette a way out. She said coldly, "I didn't misunderstand. I don't want to talk to you."

Yvette would never be unreasonable to others for no reason.

Juliette came to greet Yvette. She was acting to be polite. But Juliette knew best what her aim was.

Her introduction was detailed. And her meaning was obvious.

Wasn't she showing off that she grew up together with Lance?

Yvette frowned slightly. Why were there so many girls around that bastard?

First, he had a first love. Then her childhood sweetheart appeared.

Indeed, he was good-looking and attractive to women.

But what did it have to do with her? She had already quit his life. Why did these people still come to her to disgust her?

Since they had to disturb her, she would be mean to them too.

Juliette moved her lips and forced out a smile. "Yvette, did I offend you? Do you think Lance and I..."

She left half of her words, which was enough to make people fantasize.

"Ms. Beckford, first of all, I'm not familiar with you. I hope you won't get close to me next time. Second..."

She paused and smiled coldly. "You have to be clear of a fact. Not everyone has to love or cherish the person and the things that you like. You might cherish Lance a lot. But he is nothing to me." Her words made Juliette turn pale.

Juliette remembered that Yvette had always been soft. Yvette would only swallow the grievances without complaining. Why was she suddenly so mean?

After Yvette said this, she turned around and was about to return to the private room when she happened to bump into Lance, who had just finished the banquet.

His handsome face was gloomy and cold. His thin lips were tightly pursed. He seemed unhappy. He should have heard her words.

It was really hurtful to hear those words.

However, Yvette did not feel sorry for him. She only felt the girls around him annoying.

She turned to leave without even looking at Lance.

Lance stood in place and slightly clenched his fist, as if he wanted to grab her, but he stopped.

Juliette only felt a long sigh of relief.

In fact, she had seen Lance come out a long time ago. She was an expert in dealing with people. There was nothing wrong with what she had said.

She just simply wanted to catch up with Yvette.

In comparison, Lance could see how aggressive Yvette was and how good Juliette was.

She slowly walked over and looked at Lance. Juliette said friendly, "Lance, I don't know why Yvette is angry. She seems to have misunderstood something. Do you want me to apologize to Yvette?" Juliette was confident that her conversation with Yvette just now was not a problem.

These words could show her generosity better.

Sure enough, Lance said lightly, "No need."

Lance was very clear about why Yvette was like this.

She was not angry. To put it bluntly, she had a problem with him, so she also had a problem with everyone around him.

Juliette was very happy. At this time, of course, the more unreasonable Yvette was, the more magnanimous she had to be.

"Lance, I think that what Yvette said just now was not specifically directed at you, so don't take it to heart."

Juliette wanted Lance to recall Yvette's words again.

Nothing....

Nobody had ever described Lance like this in his life.

If he was nothing, there would be no good man in the world.

Lance did not look up and said, "Yes, she also hates you, so try your best to avoid her. Don't make her angry.'

Juliette was speechless.

The smile on her face froze.

"Lance, what do you mean?" she asked.

Lance raised his head. "I'm pursuing her now. I don't want her to misunderstand. Since she doesn't like you, you should avoid her and don't let her see you."

This time, Juliette heard his words clearly.

In an instant, she felt as if she had been slapped in the face.

She felt embarrassed, and her face was burning.

She was the vice president of the Wolseley Group and the daughter of the Beckford family. Why did she have to avoid Yvette?

Yvette was only the director of the design department.

Lance said that she shouldn't let Yvette see her.

What was he talking about?

No matter how gentle and elegant she was, she couldn't maintain her posture any longer at this moment.

The smile on Juliette's face disappeared completely as she suppressed her emotions, "Lance, have you not considered me?"