Secretary's Secret Lover
Chapter 352 Who Is the Beneficiary?

Chapter 352: Chapter 352 Who Is the Beneficiary?

Yvette did not want to expose her identity. She turned around to fetch water, but her wrist was grabbed by Lance.

He raised his eyes and said coldly, "She only needs to take care of me."

The implication was that Juliette was not worthy of her care.

Juliette was stunned for a few seconds, and her eyes turned red.

She said in a slightly louder tone, "Lance, I just want to drink a cup of water."

"If you want to drink water, fetch it yourself." Lance was making trouble for her.

"I..."

Juliette choked, unable to drink the water no matter what.

"Forget it, I won’t drink anymore," After a while, she said.

Yvette stood to the side and watched the two of them talk. Juliette was really petty.

But she couldn’t even get win the man’s good attitude.

Yvette didn’t want to get involved in these things, so she said in a low voice, "I’ll go out first."

How could Lance let her go? He called Frankie and asked him to take her out.

"Bring her to the kitchen and let her make soup for me," he urged.

Frankie was stunned and asked, "Mr. Wolseley, what soup would you like?"

Lance asked a nurse but not a chef to make soup. It was unheard of.

"I only have the soup she makes." Lance’s eyes turned cold.

In fact, he did not want to have any soup. He just wanted to find a way to keep Yvette stay.

Frankie immediately understood and led Yvette out to make soup.

Yvette was unwilling and wanted to leave, but she was stopped by Frankie.

Frankie failed to recognize her and said, "Miss, don’t make things difficult for me. I can’t let you go."

Yvette wanted to roll her eyes. There was really something wrong with Lance.

Didn’t someone bring him soup?

Since she couldn’t leave, she blinked her beautiful eyes and asked Frankie, "Do you have all the ingredients for making soup?"

Frankie said, "There are all in the kitchen."

Yvette gave him a knowing smile.

She decided to make a tonic soup for that evil man to drink.

...

In the ward...

Juliette was used to taking the rough with the smooth, so she quickly adjusted her mood and picked up the thermos flask.

"Lance, I brought you soup. Have mine."

"I don’t want to have it anymore."

Lance’s coldness made Juliette clench her fingers, and a wave of bitterness passed through her heart.

He would rather drink the soup made by the nurse than her...

Lance leaned against the headboard and raised his eyes to look at her. "How is your dad recently?"

Juliette was delighted and thought that Lance was taking the initiative to care about her family.

"Dad is fine. He often talks about you. Last time, he couldn’t get together with you when he ate with Mrs. Wolseley. He missed you very much."

Lance did not answer her and said coldly, "Since he is fine, he can make a statement about the previous misunderstanding in these two days."

In a flash, Juliette’s face turned pale.

She had forgotten about this.

Juliette did not expect Lance to remember that when her father recovered, he was expected to make a statement.

Lance continued, "I will let Frankie draw up a statement and send it to you later. It will not damage the reputation of both sides."

Originally, Lance did not care about his reputation and was willing to support Juliette and take the blame himself.

But now...

He felt that it was unfair for Yvette to admit what he had not done.

He hoped that she would know that he had been faithful to her for the past five years and did not have a single woman by his side.

Juliette’s eyes instantly turned red.

She panicked for a second, then reacted and said, "Lance, you haven’t completely established yourself yet. All the shareholders in the company are eyeing you covetously. Now that you have cut ties with me, have you ever thought that it will be very bad for you?"

She urged eagerly, "It’s fine by me. It has been so many years. I am willing to continue to maintain it..."

"No." Lance interrupted her.

"Clarifying this matter can’t be delayed any longer. Frankie will coordinate with you on this matter. I will explain it to your dad clearly when I get better."

The man’s tone was firm, and there was absolutely no room for compromise.

Juliette’s mind went blank, and her eyes were full of tears.

At this moment, she could not hide her feelings and collapse. "I ... don’t want to..."

Lance’s eyes were sharp, and his voice was cold. "Juliette, I’m not negotiating with you."

After seeing the emotion in the woman’s eyes, he could not hide the disgust in his heart.

He said clearly, "After the announcement, I don’t want any more rumors to appear. Do you understand?"

Juliette shed floods of tears, and she could no longer hide the emotions in her heart.

"Lance..."

She went forward excitedly and half-knelt in front of his bed, clutching the bed sheet tightly.

"You can’t do this to me. Have you forgotten how my family helped you to get through this crisis?"

Juliette cried miserably and sobbed, "Lance, are you going to be ungrateful..."

Juliette made the first move, wanting to use public opinion to control him.

After all, if this news was released, Lance would definitely become the target of public criticism.

"The reserve harbor project, the land in the center of the western suburbs, North Pole Bay Paradise, the project in Cloud Village..."

Lance said in a cold tone, "Do you need me to remind you how many projects the Beckford family has snatched?"

He ignored Juliette’s paler face and continued.

"I was not in the mood to care about the marriage between the Wolseley family and the Beckford family. Your father, you, and my mother discussed it together.

"In the beginning, this is a collaboration that serves the interests of both sides and is agreed upon by us. Now that you accused me of being ungrateful. Do you need me to ask Frankie to list your despicable behaviors? What does your family rely on to gain a firm foothold in New York?"

The man was calm and cruel. Every word clearly stated the benefits that the Beckford family had obtained over the years.

Any one of them was about a large project of hundreds of millions of dollars. If he was wrongly accused of being ungrateful, wouldn’t he be ridiculed?

It was clear who was the beneficiary.

Juliette’s calculations were seen through, and she instantly lost her wits in despair.

She held the man’s hand tightly, her eyes full of tears.

"Is it because Yvette is back... What’s so good about her? She’s already married and has a child. She’s already been with another man. Do you want to pick up the women that the other man has had?"

"Shut up!"

Lance flung away Juliette’s hand with great force.

Juliette fell to the ground.

It hurt a lot.

She widened her eyes, unable to believe that the man was so heartless.

In the past few years, the two of them had been getting along peacefully, making her think that she was at least a little different in Lance’s heart.

She had always been by his side during his most painful times.

Her sacrifice should not have ended up like this.

"Remember, regardless of whether it is before or now, Yvette will always be my wife. Before you mention her, it is best to think it over clearly!"

In his words, there was a clear threat that was not concealed.

Lance’s anger at this moment could easily be felt.

In his mind, only he could make Yvette cry.

Other people could not even touch a finger of hers.

Even a single word against her was forbidden.

He could not accept anyone speaking ill of Yvette, not a single word.

Juliette was thrown back to her senses.

She hid her emotions and wiped her tears. She controlled her emotions and said, "I’m sorry, Lance. I lost my composure just now."

Lance had a cold and handsome face. After he had just seen through Juliette’s thoughts, he did not even want to look at her.

Juliette’s face was slightly cracked, and she tried her best to endure it so that she would not collapse.

If she had known that this would be the result, she would not have come today.

However, Lance had this thought, she would not be able to avoid it no matter what.

If she had known earlier, she would have taken precautions earlier.

Juliette said, "Give me three days. I will communicate well with Dad. You are right. I should have some cooperation ethics and put a perfect end to this matter."