Chapter 70 Call Me Honey

Lance's voice was full of coldness and harshness.

Yvette paused and felt like turning around and leaving right now.

Yazmin smiled ironically and didn't speak. She watched Yvette bend down to put the soup on the coffee table

and prepare to go out.

Lance caught a whiff of the perfume. He couldn't help but look up and saw Yvette who was going out.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on his cold face as he shouted, "Wait a minute."

Yvette stopped in her tracks.

Lance stood up and said to Yazmin, "I've highlighted the key points in the document. Frankie will take you to Mr. Chance. He will help you with it."

Yazmin still wanted to say something, but Lance had already walked to Yvette and naturally wrapped his arm around her waist. "Honey, why are you here?"

Holding the document, Yazmin froze for a second.

Yvette was originally not used to being so intimate with Lance in front of others, but she noticed Yazmin's undisguised anger in her eyes. She looked up at Lance with her watery eyes and said softly, "I came here to

see you."

Yvette's pure and pretty face was an innate advantage of her. When she acted obedient and tender, no man

could resist that cute side to her.

And neither did Lance. He couldn't help but kiss her rosy lips.

Yazmin gripped the files tightly and felt her nails sink into her palms while a resentful look showed in her eyes. After a while, she calmed down and said softly, "Lance, I will go out first."

Lance nodded and said, "Mr. Hyde won't make things difficult for you anymore. Frankie will arrange

everything for you."

Hearing what Lance said, Yazmin became happy again. She said sweetly, "Thank you, Lance."

Then, she walked out of the room proudly and elegantly.

After the door closed, Yvette quickly wiggled out of Lance's arms and went to open the thermos. Then she

said with a calm and cold voice, "It's still warm. You can drink it now."

Feeling the coldness in her voice, Lance narrowed his eyes. "You look a bit unhappy."

Yvette made no reply. They hadn't contacted each other for the past three days. She didn't know that Yazmin had already changed her way to approach Lance and successfully entered the company. She couldn't help but think of the images that they discussed work in the same office every day, especially

when Yazmin obviously had a crush on Lance.

L

The thought of that made Yvette's throat tighten, and she felt so hurt that she couldn't even breathe.

But she couldn't give vent to her pent-up feelings, and she knew that Lance didn't like anyone to interfere with his work. If she told him about her feelings, Lance would probably think she was pretentious. "I'm okay. Just drink it quickly," Yvette said slightly.

Lance felt a little uncomfortable. With a cold face, he picked the thermos up and drank it clean.

As soon as he put down the thermos, Yvette got up and cleared away while saying, "Then I'll get out of your hair. You can continue your work."

Just as she was about to leave, her wrist was grabbed by Lance. The sudden pull made her accidentally sit on

his thigh.

Lance lowered his head and bit her lips lightly. "Don't move," he said gently.

"Yazmin is much better now. Her father handed over the business in New York to her, but she can't handle it now. There is a project that is related to our company, so her father asked me to help her. That's all. "If you feel unhappy with it, I will ask someone else to assist her after these few days," Lance explained

expressionlessly.

"It's okay. There's no need to do that."

Lance could take the initiative to explain to her, which already meant that he was very frank and honest in

front of her.

Yvette wasn't an importunate person. Instead, she knew what she should do in separating public from private interests.

Moreover, it wasn't that one could act as if nothing happened as long as he ignored the feelings of other

people.

If Yazmin really wanted to come, no one could stop her.

Yvette was still sitting on Lance's thigh. She soon felt that Lance's body seemed to be burning. She blushed immediately as she pushed him gently trying to get up. However, it was already too late.

Lance picked her up, placed her on the wide desk, and pressed a button.

The shutters slowly rolled down.

"Yve." Lance looked at her directly in her eyes. He gently spread her knees apart with his long legs. With desire in his eyes, he pleaded, "May I?"

"But we're now in the company." Yvette was stunned.

Suddenly, she felt a cold feeling on her chest as the white sweater she wore was pulled off.

Then, his tender kisses moved from her neck down. Every time his lips touched her skin, Yvette could feel that her skin was burning from his kisses.

"Mm..."

She bit her lips out of nervousness, and she gripped the edge of the table tightly, afraid that she would make another moan.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door, accompanied by Frankie's voice.

"Mr. Wolseley, it's time to go now."

Yvette was so shocked that her body stiffened. Her eyes were watery as she glared at him. "Lance... Let go of me. You should get down to business now." There was no trace of nervousness on Lance's handsome face as he said hoarsely, "I'm doing my business

now.'

He had been separated from her for so many days that he couldn't suppress his desire for her.

Although he couldn't have sex with her right now, he still could do something else.

The knocking continued. Yvette really wanted to cry now. She reached out to push him away, but Lance just pinned her on the table.

Her beautiful eyes were now red with tears, which made her look like a cute rabbit.

There was only one thought in Lance's mind at this moment. She looks so attractive while crying.

An evil idea came into his mind, and he wanted to make her cry harder.

Yvette was still struggling. Suddenly, Lance grabbed her wrist tightly and leaned over to kiss her fiercely.

The person who knocked on the door outside seemed to know what was going on inside, and he stopped knocking on the door.

In the end, Lance gradually calmed down and began to breathe more easily.

He lay beside Yvette's ear and said in a hoarse voice, "Honey, sooner or later, you'll make me crazy.

After a while, he stood up. Yvette was still breathing quickly. Her hair was wet with sweat. Her cheeks were

red, which made her look pitiful and lovely.

When Lance helped her clean up, he looked at her legs. He was a bit rude just now, and Yvette's fair skin

became a bit swollen.

Lance's eyes darkened. He should have been more tender just now.

He pulled open the drawer and took out a medicinal ointment. He let her lie down and then applied the

ointment on her skin carefully.

Lance's slender fingers were cold. As she felt his touch, her face was red again.

Fortunately, she was wearing a pair of soft and loose trousers today, so the ointment wouldn't be wiped out by her trousers.

But it was still too embarrassing.

She said shyly, "Why do you have this in the office?"

Lance put on an evil smile. "My flight is at three o'clock in the afternoon, and I'll be on a business trip for four days. Even if you didn't come, I was going to call you over today, so I've prepared it in advance." Yvette didn't know what to say.

What happened just now had sapped her strength, and she only thought in her heart that she wouldn't send soup over in the future.

Knowing that Yvette wanted to go to the hospital to see her grandmother, Lance insisted on driving her to the hospital first.

On the way, he rested his chin on her head and touched her soft earlobe gently.

"When I come back, I will go with you to see your grandmother together."

Yvette was expressionless. After all, more expectations only caused greater disappointment. Just like last time, he hadn't been able to go with her.

Lance lowered his head and kissed her earlobe. He said in a hoarse voice, "It was my fault last time. I'll go and apologize to your grandmother personally."

He still remembered what happened last time, which made Yvette feel a bit moved. She smiled and said,

"OK!"

Seeing her tamed appearance, Lance was turned on again. He lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Yvette struggled and said, "Lance... There is still someone else here..."

Frankie immediately lifted the partition to separate the two spaces.

He thought in his heart, as long as you two feel happy, you can treat me as nothing.

Now, Lance had no scruples. He reached out and pulled down her sweater, leaving a love bite under her

collarbone.

Yvette had not yet woken up from the pleasing and numb feelings when she heard Lance's strong voice.

"Call me honey."

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