Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 98

Secretary's Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 98 He's Heartless

Lance's expression froze for a second.

He had always remembered Yazmin's birthday, but he forgot it this year.

It was on the day of Yazmin's birthday that his defeated business partner stabbed him from behind. It was Yazmin who protected him.

That stab made her stay in ICU for half a month.

So every time her birthday came, Lance would accompany her no matter how busy he was.

Yazmin reached out to pull Lance's sleeve. Seeing that he did not push her away, she said pitifully, "Lance, I have been waiting for you since three o'clock."

It was almost winter now, but Yazmin was wearing only one coat. The tip of her nose was red because of the cold. She looked very pitiful.

Lance pulled his hand back and frowned. "Take care of yourself."

His voice was cold and unhappy, but a touch of sweetness arose in Yazmin's heart.

His tone showed that Lance worried about her. And it was not in vain that she had been waiting

outside for so long.

She looked at Yvette who was sitting in the car and felt very proud.

Yvette asked Lance to go to the cemetery. She pretended to be pitiful and gained sympathy.

But it was pointless. Lance would definitely celebrate Yazmin's birthday today.

On the side, Lena also spoke, "Mr. Wolseley, Ms. Myers woke up at five in the morning. She made a cake. She wants to wait for you to celebrate it together." "You let Ms. Myers do something stupid?" Lance asked as he looked at Lena.

His voice was very light, and it was impossible to tell whether he was angry or happy. But Lena felt at

chill in her heart.

After all, Lance cared about Yazmin, but he did not care about Lena. Perhaps if Lena accidentally made him angry, she would be in big trouble.

Lena said carefully, "Mr. Wolseley, I advised Ms..."

"Lance, it has nothing to do with Lena. I wanted to do this. Every year, we celebrate together from

noon..."

Yazmin suddenly stopped talking and timidly looked behind Lance.

Lance turned around. Yvette was standing behind him.

He wanted to explain what Yazmin had just said, but Yazmin was right. He had promised her that he would spend half a day celebrating her birthday with her. Yvette looked at Yazmin's shy expression and wanted to laugh in her heart.

It was as if Yazmin had been bullied by Yvette, but Yazmin's acting was too clumsy.

Yazmin could pretend to be pitiful, and so did Yvette.

Yvette walked forward and held Lance's hand. She held his hand with their fingers interlaced one by one and then looked up at him.

"Didn't you say you were going home?"

Her voice was soft and delicate, and she was as obedient as a kitten.

Yazmin's expression changed when she heard this. She subconsciously looked at Lance.

The man's handsome brows were deeply touched. He was obviously enjoying it.

Yazmin was extremely flustered, wishing she could tear that slut apart.

Yazmin forced herself to put on a pitiful appearance and softly said, "Lance, you will celebrate my birthday with me, right?"

She didn't need to say much about what her birthday meant to Lance.

Yazmin was confident that Lance would definitely celebrate her birthday with her.

"Yazmin, today is your birthday. Just tell Lucas what you want to buy. He will serve you the whole

day."

"Lance, what did you say?"

Yazmin looked up at him in disbelief, thinking that she got it wrong. Her face was extremely ugly. "Lance, are you joking?"

"Yazmin, I am not joking. Get in the car and wait for Lucas to come over," Lance said.

"No!"

"Lance, I didn't ask for too much. I just want you to celebrate my birthday with me," Yazmin

shouted and shook her head.

She burst into tears. She looked very heartbroken.

Lance was indifferent. "Yazmin, I have already told you everything in the hospital."

After saying this, he held Yvette's hand and walked into the car.

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Yvette's small hand was very cold when she first got out of the car. But now she felt warm.

Behind her, there was suddenly a loud sound.

"Ah! Ms. Myers, why did you fall down!"

Lena's flustered crying and Yazmin's crying could be heard. Lance paused for a moment and

continued to walk towards the car.

As she saw that Lance was about to get into the car, Yazmin's face turned pale, and she cried out in a heart-wrenching manner.

"It hurts so much. Lance, don't go. My knees hurt so much... Lance, you can't leave me behind. Today is my birthday..."

Yazmin kept reminding him what the meaning of a birthday was.

She used her life to get his promise.

In the end, Lance stopped. He looked at Yvette and wanted to say something.

Yvette pretended not to see the reluctance in Lance's eyes. She only stared into his eyes and said, "Didn't you say we wouldn't care about others anymore?”

If he went with Yazmin today, it would be the same in the future.

In this life, Yvette would never be able to get rid of Yazmin and would always live under her shadow.

Lance lowered his eyes and softly said, "Okay."

Without any hesitation, he got into the car.

Yvette did not go up and said, "You go in first."

He asked, "What do you want to do?"

"I have something to ask her. Don't worry. I won't hurt her."

Lance didn't ask any more questions and drove straight inside.

Yazmin was stunned and shouted, "Lance..."

But the car did not stop for a second.

Yazmin froze. Her eyes were bloodshot as she stared at the car.

How was that possible?

Today, she came with confidence.

How could Lance not celebrate her birthday with her?

Yazmin's face became twisted and ferocious.

It must be that Yvette made Lance do that!

That was why Lance was so heartless to her...

Yvette walked towards Yazmin and looked at her pitiful appearance on the ground.

"Yazmin, about my grandmother, you were the one who was behind the whole thing, right?"

Yazmin was stunned and asked Lena to help her sit up. She said with a confused face, "Yvette, what are you talking about? I don't understand!"

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Yvette sneered, "Yazmin, do you really think that what you did was flawless? What do think Lance will think of you if he replaces out about the truth? Will he forgive you?"

A trace of malice flashed through Yazmin's eyes. She cursed Emilie, that idiot, in her heart. Emilie must have said something. Yvette was sure that Yazmin was the one who started all that.

But so what if she knew? What was the crime of stirring up trouble? Moreover, who could prove that

she was the one who did it?

After Lance left, Yazmin no longer had to pretend to be pitiful. She chuckled, "Yvette, I really don't understand what you're saying. I heard that your grandmother died of illness. How is it related to

me?"

She said that, but her face was full of a provocative smile.

Yazmin provoked Yvette. Yazmin was sure that Yvette could do nothing about her.

Yvette suddenly leaned over and pressed down on Yazmin's wheelchair. Her eyes were full of

malice.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. You just need to remember that I am the legitimate wife

of Lance!

"As long as I am here, you will always be a home wrecker!

"You don't care about your reputation. I don't believe that the Myers family doesn't either!

"If you dare to provoke me again, I will announce all of your actions as Mrs. Wolseley, and let the entire New York know that you are a home wrecker who has stepped into someone else's marriage!"