Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 78

Secretary's Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 78 It Is Like Falling Into Hell!

Yvette instantly tensed up and looked over sharply.

"Emilie! You're the one behind all of this, right?"

Emilie acted as if she hadn't heard anything as she slowly said, "Although Yvette did seduce someone else's boyfriend before, she has changed. Don't talk nonsense."

As soon as she said this, everyone's expression changed instantly.

They thought, so she is a repeat offender!

She is not worthy of sympathy.

The fat woman regained her confidence. She directly grabbed Yvette's phone, smashed it on the ground, and stepped on it a few times.

She sneered and said, "Don't you want evidence? I'll make you convinced now!"

As she spoke, she took out a stack of photos from her bag and smashed them on Yvette's face.

Countless photos were like snowflakes, falling.

The sharp edges cut Yvette's side face.

Everyone present saw that every photo was unsightly and extremely vulgar.

Then they started to discuss.

"I didn't expect that she is so lascivious."

"She is too shameless. Bah, she deserves to be beaten."

"I also want to give her two slaps. This kind of woman is really disgusting."

Everyone at present scolded Yvette.

Different kinds of unpleasant words came from them with endless malice.

Yvette slowly turned around like a walking corpse. She watched her grandmother trembling as she picked up the photos on the ground. Phoebe's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief. It was as if something had stabbed into her body!

Yvette wanted to tell Phoebe that these were all fake. They were all photoshopped.

However, looking at Phoebe's disappointed expression, she felt that her mouth seemed to have been glued to the hot glue and her throat was burned by fire. She felt a splitting pain! At that moment, Yvette felt as if she had fallen into hell!

"Crack..."

It was unknown who was the first to lead the group. Everyone took out their mobile phones to take d of this scene and uploaded it onto the social network.

With all kinds of trampling insults, it was a new round of attacking Yvette!

Yvette explained in panic, "No... These photos are all from the Internet... These are all photoshopped..."

However, no one listened to the explanation at all, or they chose not to hear it.

They ridiculed, disdained, and scorned Yvette even more wildly.

These sounds turned into hateful monsters that pounced on Yvette and bit her will and flesh.

Finally, Yvette began to tremble violently.

This was a trap.

At that moment, whether to clarify or not was longer important.

Yvette was able to resist these rumors because she knew that she had never done it before.

But Phoebe couldn't...

That trace of disappointment was like a sharp sword that stabbed into Yvette's heart.

The suppressed emotions rose higher and higher. Yvette couldn't take it anymore and lowered her head to spit out a mouthful of blood.

But even so, there were still people who were unwilling to let her go. Emilie gave the fat woman a look.

The fat woman immediately understood. The order she received was to hit Yvette until she had a miscarriage.

She stepped forward and pulled Yvette's hair, saying fiercely, "Bitch, did you admit it?"

Then, she kicked Yvette in the belly!

At the critical moment...

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound.

The fat woman was kicked away!

She curled up on the ground as she cried out.

"Who? Which bastard kicked me? Don't you want to live anymore..."

Two men in black came in like bodyguards and kicked the fat woman twice until she could no longer speak. The remaining few were much easier to deal with. Even without the black-clothed men making a move, they were already scared away.

This matter had nothing to do with them. They were only taking money to do things.

Emilie set up such a big trap just to pretend it was an accident to get rid of the baby in Yvette's belly.

The fat woman, including the photos, had been arranged beforehand.

Then she would say that she had hit the wrong person and spent money to solve this problem.

But someone suddenly appeared at this time.

Emilie said in a voice dripping with sarcasm, "Did this man also be your lover? Yvette, you are really amazing."

The man suddenly turned around. His elegant and noble face made Emilie's words stuck in her throat.

Emilie thought, how could it be....

She closed her mouth tightly, not daring to make a sound.

The man's eyes did not linger on her. He said indifferently, "Check everyone's phone. No one is allowed to leak out today's video. If there is someone who doesn't want to delete it, ask the legal department to send a lawyer's letter!"

There seemed to be no emotion in his voice, but the people at the scene all heard a cold tone.

The man in black did things neatly, and soon there was no one in the ward. The women who made trouble were also dragged out by the men in black.

Only Emilie was still standing in the same place. It was not that she did not want to leave, but her legs were

weak.

"Marcus..."

Marcus glanced at her. "What you did today brought disgrace to the Wolseley family."

"Marcus, I didn't... I was just passing by... It has nothing to do with me..."

"Get out. I don't need to deal with you."

Marcus's voice was calm, but Emilie still couldn't help but shiver and almost cried.

She thought, what does Marcus mean?

Who will deal with me...

Then, Emilie was dragged out.

The ward was suddenly quiet.

Yvette seemed to be ignorant of all this.

She bent her back and trembled slightly, crawling to her grandmother's side.

She carefully hugged Phoebe who was trembling like a withered leaf.

Phoebe was very light as if she could leave at any time.

She looked at Yvette and could not speak. She just looked at her and tried her best to say something....

Yvette's heart was filled with unprecedented fear.

Tears of fear flowed down her face, blurring her vision.

"Grandma, don't believe it... Don't believe it... Don't believe it..."

"Yve... I know you never did anything embarrassing..."

Yvette's red eyes were filled with tears.

Phoebe babbled as if she wanted to say something, but what she got in return was an even more urgent and

short breath.

Kenley pressed the call button on the bed, and the nurses and doctors hurried over.

"Prepare for emergency treatment!"

As soon as the order was given, the nurses rushed to carry Phoebe to bed.

But Phoebe's hand tightly grasped the hem of Yvette's clothes and used all her strength...

Yvette hurriedly bent down and put her ear on Phoebe's face.

She heard Phoebe use all her strength to say, "Yvette... I believe you... Live a good life... It is me who let you

down..."

After saying what she wanted to say, Phoebe loosened her hand slowly.

The air exuded an oppressive aura, and Yvette's chest swelled with a huge sadness that pierced through her

eardrums.