Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 317

Chapter 317 Isabel Looks Like This Man

Yvette nodded gratefully and rushed in to replace Isabel without looking back.

"Send all these people to jail!" Lance instructed Frankie.

Then, Lance followed Yvette and chased after her.

The school teachers immediately blocked the back door.

Stephen, on the other hand, was controlling the crazy fans outside.

Yvette listened to the teacher who explained what had happened.

It turned out that there was a fan who came in and asked the other child who was Isabel.

After replaceing Isabel, the woman grabbed her shoulder and scolded her as if the woman was crazy.

At that time, it was the end of school, and the children were scared by this crazy woman and cried.

After the security guard subdued this crazy woman, the teachers counted the number of their students, and only Isabel was missing.

Kamila came to pick up Isabel. The teacher told Kamila about the situation, so she called.

At that time, Kamila was crying anxiously at the side. She was nervous out of her wits.

A very long time ago, Kamila started to look after Isabel with Yvette.

In Kamila's heart, Isabel was just like her granddaughter.

Now that Isabel was gone, she blamed herself very much..

Yvette panicked. She listened to the teacher's description, and she knew Isabel very well, so she was pretty sure that Isabel

should not have left the campus but was hiding somewhere.

Yvette relaxed a little.

As long as Isabel was still in school, she must be safe.

Yvette comforted Kamila and then searched for Isabel separately.

First, Yvette searched for the places where it was most likely for Isabel to hide, but Yvette could not replace her.

It was getting darker and darker outside, but there was still no trace of Isabel.

Yvette was in a panic.

"Belle... Belle..."

Yvette's voice was hoarse as she sat powerlessly on the lawn.

Where the hell was Isabel hiding?

It was dark, and Isabel was most afraid of the dark. But she didn't want to come out, so Yvette could imagine how much Isabel

had suffered.

Yvette thought for a long time, and this accident was not simple from the beginning.

First, there was a drug in her wine. And then she was taken to that break room. Later, she was delayed by Pearce. And Isabel's school and address were exposed. The security of West Lake Villa was not easy to break through, so these people chose the school, which was not that guarded.

The more Yvette thought about it, the more chaotic her heart became.

Yvette's eyes revealed a fierce light!

No matter who was behind the scenes, no one could hurt her child.

When she found it out, she would definitely not let this bastard go!

Now, the most important thing was to replace Isabel.

Only when Isabel was safe would Yvette have time to think about other things.

Yvette propped up her tired body and stood up again. The campus after night was lonely and dark.

She was more and more worried, but she could not cry. She had to keep her energy to replace Isabel. Suddenly....

Countless lights appeared at the same time!

The whole campus was suddenly as bright as day.

It turned out that Lance had brought in a large amount of lighting equipment from the outside, lighting up the campus as bright as day.

The lights instantly lit up Yvette's heart.

Lance walked over, squatted down, and handed her a handkerchief to wipe the corners of her eyes.

Yvette sniffled and said gratefully, "Thank you."

At that moment, she put down what had happened between them. She was truly grateful for this man's carefulness.

With so many lights, no matter where Isabel hid, at least she would not be so afraid.

Seeing that Yvette's eyes were red, Lance felt uncomfortable in his heart. He asked in a low voice.

"Belle is special, right?"

Otherwise, with so many people calling her name, it was impossible for her not to hear it. But if she did not respond when she heard it, it could only mean that something may be wrong with her. Yvette was a little surprised by the man's intelligence. He actually was able to guess that Isabel was a little special.

"When Belle was a child, she had psychological problems for a period of time. Daily new chapters upload Only On NovelsReads (dot) com She shut herself up and didn't like to talk, but after the treatment, she was much better."

Isabel was smart, kind, and somewhat precocious.

In front of Yvette and people who cared about her, she always showed an innocent appearance, not letting everyone worry.

But in the end, Isabel was still a child, and sometimes she couldn't hide her emotions.

So, Yvette chose to return partly to fulfill her mother's last wish and partly to hope that the environment and language here could help Isabel recover.

Lance pondered for a moment and said, "I have a way. Maybe she can come out by herself."

Yvette didn't know what Lance thought of, but when she saw that he was standing upright and making a phone call, she felt an indescribable sense of security.

For some reason, she felt that he must have a way to replace Isabel.

Soon, the people that Lance contacted sent over the necessary tools.

There were countless balloons.

There were words on every balloon.

"Belle, you are the best child."

"Belle, mom is waiting for you at the playground."

"Belle, everyone loves you."

"Belle, Lance wants to go to the amusement park with you."

Countless words made people burst into tears.

Then, the school teachers and the people who came to help did it together. Countless balloons flew into the sky.

Like many colorful lights flying at the same time, the entire sky was decorated with different colors. It warmed everyone's heart.

Yvette raised her head to look at the sky. All the balloons shone into her eyes, making her bright pupils glow with water.

Lance half-squatted, his hand propped up on Yvette's back. He did not look at the sky but looked at her..

The surroundings were noisy, but he felt that there were only two of them in this world.

At that moment, it was incomparably precious.

Suddenly, a staggering voice came from not far away.

"Mommy.."

Yvette turned around and saw Isabel's little body running over with dirty clothes.

Yvette immediately got up and rushed over, hugging her tightly.

"Belle!"

She tightly held onto Isabel's little body, which smelt like milk.

"Belle..."

Yvette's nose twitched violently. Finally, she could no longer hold on, and her tears fell.

"Oh, you scared me to death."

Isabel's little face was also a little dirty. Her eyelashes flickered, and she also cried.

Her little shoulders twitched. She felt even more guilty. "Mommy, I'm sorry. I hid..."

Yvette had tears in her eyes, and she felt bitter in her heart.

She hugged the little body tightly.

Isabel was only three and a half years old.

However, she understood everything. She would feel guilty and apologize.

Yvette wiped away her tears and asked seriously, "Tell mommy, what did that bad woman say about you?"

Yvette knew that if this problem wasn't solved, Isabel would be like this next time. So Yvette had to let Isabel face this problem bravely now.

Isabel first pursed her lips, then lowered her head and said nothing, as if she didn't want to say it.

Yvette comforted, "Isabel, you have to tell mommy those words before mommy can tell you if it's true or not."

Under Yvette's warm gaze, Isabel's beautiful eyes turned red bit by bit.

Isabel curled her lips and said, “That woman said that mommy is someone else's mistress. You specialize in seducing other people's husbands to earn money. That's why you have money to send me to such an expensive kindergarten."

"Oh, I see. Belle, tell Mommy. Do you think her word is right?"

Isabel shook her head heavily. "I don't think so. I'm Isabel Lynn. Cameron is very rich. Mommy is Cameron's daughter. Of course, you are rich too. And I'm mommy's baby, so I'm rich."

Kamila was the one who told her such awkward logic.

Kamila was not entirely right, but she did that for Isabel's good. She wanted Isabel to be confident.

"Yes, baby. I earn money above the board. I didn't spend Cameron's money. I opened a studio, which is why I can afford you to go to such an expensive kindergarten. No matter what others say, mommy has a clear conscience."

Isabel nodded. She had known this long ago.

"Since you understand it, why are you still hiding?"

Isabel pursed her lips and said, "That bad woman said that I'm a little bastard that no one wants. She said that daddy doesn't want me anymore. I'm a little trash that no one wants. Woo."

The little fellow who had been pretending to be strong finally stopped hiding at this moment. Her little head leaned on

Yvette's shoulder and wailed.

"Oh. I don't believe it."

Isabel sobbed, her tears wetting Yvette's shoulder.

In a split second, Yvette felt as if her heart had been stabbed by a knife, making it difficult for her to even breathe..

"No. It's not like that.

"Oh, you have a daddy! Do you forget Daddy Allen? Even if Daddy Allen goes to heaven, he will still love you very much!"

Yvette pulled Isabel's chubby little hand and explained with great pain.

Yvette knew that Isabel always felt sad about not having a daddy.

But Yvette did not expect that this feeling had been growing crazily in the depths of Isabel's heart.

Slap!

Isabel slapped Yvette's hand away and shouted!

"Mommy, you liar!"

Her little mouth was full of tears. She cried.

"You always say that Allen is my father, but I have never dreamed of him. If he is my father, why didn't he come to me in my dreams?"

Isabel, trying so hard to want a father, made Yvette a little helpless. Yvette didn't even know how to speak for a moment.

The piled-up emotions became more and more intense, and suddenly Isabel spread out her short legs and ran away again.

"Belle!"

Yvette wanted to chase after her but was stopped by Lance.

He lowered his eyes and looked at her. "Let me try."

Yvette saw his long legs catch up with Isabel in one step. Then he bent down to catch her short legs and held her horizontally in his arms.

At first, Isabel fought back, and she kept struggling. But after the man said something, Isabel suddenly became obedient.

Not far away, Lance put down Isabel, lowered his body, and looked at her face to face.

"Belle, do you want to hear a word from me?"

Isabel turned her head away in a huff and said angrily, "No, I hate you!"

"Then tell me, why do you hate me?"

Isabel sneaked a peek and was a little embarrassed. She asked, "Lance, you don't like people calling you daddy, right?"

Isabel always remembered Yvette's words. Yvette once told Isabel that calling Lance daddy would cause him trouble.

So when Isabel saw Lance just now, she deliberately did not look at him because she was angry.

Lance said honestly, "Well if an unknown child calls me daddy, I will feel embarrassed."

"Woo."

Before Lance could finish, Isabel cried again, feeling wronged.

It turned out to be true.

"You really don't like me calling you daddy. I'm sorry.

"Oh, I don't want to be so annoying, but I really want to have a daddy."

When Lance saw the little girl crying, his heart inexplicably tightened.

He quickly took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped away her tears.

"Belle, I haven't finished my words yet..."

He said patiently, "If that child is Belle, I won't hate it, and I will be happy. Because the first time I saw you, I felt you were so cute."

"Really?"

Isabel couldn't believe it. Lance actually said that he didn't hate her calling him daddy, and he was very happy to hear that.

"Of course, it's true."

Lance pinched her soft little mouth and said with a doting expression, "You can call me whatever you want. You can call me whenever you want."

"Ah, I have a daddy!"

Isabel clapped happily.

The next second, her smile froze.

"But mommy won't let me call you daddy."

Soon, her little head thought of a way.

"Hey, how about calling you Daddy Lance?"

"Well, it's a very special name. You've thought of a way to solve the problem. Oh, you are so smart.""

Lance rubbed her little head and asked, "Then do you want to apologize to mom now? You just patted mom's hand, and I saw that mom was very sad."

"Is mommy sad?"

Isabel remembered that her mom was good to her and instantly blamed herself. She patted her little head and pouted angrily. "Oh, I'm a bad kid!"

"No, you are not!"

Lance pulled down her little hand and said gently, "Even adults cannot control their emotions. But you have to know who loves you and whom you care about. I believe that mommy will forgive you."

As he spoke, they stood up and walked over to Yvette.

In the night, the man was tall and straight, and his large palm was holding the little girl's hand, and that kid did not even reach his knees.

Looking from afar, Yvette suddenly felt that she was bewitched.

Why does Isabel look so similar to this man? Yvette wondered.