Secretary's Secret Lover
Chapter 370 Marriage Agreement

Chapter 370: Chapter 370 Marriage Agreement

Marlon opened the folder, which contained encrypted documents.

He looked up at the eye-catching words, which made his face darken.

It was Lance’s will!

Marlon looked through it and frowned.

Marlon put the documents back. His surprised mood was still somewhat difficult to calm down.

"You want to give 80% of your shares to Yvette?"

"That’s right. The will has been verified. Don’t worry. There will never be a change."

Marlon was shocked.

He gave 80% of his shares to Yvette and the remaining 20% to Tanya.

Marlon more or less knew about this.

It wasn’t that Lance treated Yvette better than Tanya, but that Tanya herself held 6% of the shares of the Wolseley Group.

With this 20% share, Tanya’s shareholding definitely exceeded Yvette’s.

But this was enough to shock Marlon.

Lance thus gave billions of dollars of assets to Yvette.

Lance said sincerely, "Marlon, I didn’t take out these things for you to immediately agree to Yvette marrying me, but for you to give me a chance to make up for my faults.

"In the past, I was busy with work and paid little attention to Yvette. She suffered a lot and lost our child.

"So I understand your feelings, but I still want to ask you to give me a chance to make up for it. Do not stop us from getting along. Even if Yvette did not choose me in the end, it would not be changed.

"I have only loved her all my life."

Lance said the last sentence in an extremely serious tone.

Lance was not an emotional person, but once he saw his thoughts clearly, he would be firm and unswerving.

For Yvette, Lance would try all the possibilities.

Lance pushed the folder that Marlon had pushed back to him again and said seriously, "Marlon, please keep this document."

Marlon pursed his lips slightly, and a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes.

"You’re doing this so that I won’t stop you from seeing each other. Are there really no additional conditions?"

Marlon had never expected that.

Lance had actually given him this will with a personal seal.

This was almost the same as showing Marlon his fatal flaw.

Once this will was handed over to someone who was hostile to Lance and revealed to the public...

Not to mention the fluctuations of the Wolseley Group’s stock price, even Lance would definitely be dismissed.

Didn’t Lance care about it?

For the first time, Marlon realized that when a man was in love, it was actually so terrifying.

Anyway, Marlon could not understand it.

Within Marlon’s knowledge, love was always under the cause.

There was no other possibility.

Lance looked up at Marlon and said, "I only have one condition."

Marlon frowned and felt that Lance was finally saying what he was up to now.

However, Lance said lightly.

"I hope you won’t tell Yvette about the will. I don’t want to burden her."

Marlon was speechless.

Marlon really didn’t understand.

Lance was very different from what he imagined.

How could Lance be so selfless?

Marlon frowned and asked, "So you don’t mind that Belle is not your child?"

This was the most important thing.

To determine whether a man was sincere or not, a child was the best tool to test.

No man could accept a child who was not his own without a grudge.

Lance thought about Belle, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"I like Belle very much, but I will also respect Belle’s choice. Whether she likes me or not, I will treat her as my own daughter."

Marlon sneered, "Anyone can say nice words, but no one knows if you can do it."

Lance said solemnly, "If Yvette is unwilling to give birth, I can guarantee that Belle is our only child."

Marlon’s mocking expression disappeared. He had nothing to say.

It was really not easy for Lance to make such a guarantee. After all, it was related to the inheritance of his family.

Lance could actually accept that he only had one child in his life.

And it was on the premise that Lance did not know whose child Belle was.

It was really hard.

Marlon began to size up Lance again. Marlon slightly narrowed his eyes and said, "You really think so?"

After all, people were selfish.

Especially people like them who were born rich actually carried more burdens than ordinary people.

It was not up to them to be willful at all.

Lance said indifferently, "I have already added this to the pre-marriage agreement."

"Who said that Yvette is going to marry you?!" Marlon widened his eyes.

Lance was really insatiable.

Marlon hadn’t agreed to anything yet, but Lance had even prepared the pre-marriage agreement.

"This is all up to Yvette. I won’t force her, but I want to give Belle a complete home."

Lance’s bright eyes landed on Marlon, and Lance promised seriously.

"As long as you give me a chance, I promise with my life that I will protect Yvette and Belle."

Marlon’s face was calm, and no emotions could be seen on his face.

But Marlon’s mind was in turmoil.

Lance was really manful.

He felt Lance was simply a negotiation expert.

Lance knew what other people cared about, and the chips that he threw out were all things that people could not find fault with, and there was no way for them to refuse.

Moreover, it seemed that his kind of love for Belle was really not fake, but from the bottom of his heart.

Marlon thought of Belle’s identity and frowned.

Could this be the bond of blood?

Lance coughed softly. His body had not fully recovered, and it was a little too much for him to go out for too long.

"Marlon, I have asked someone to send you the scandal of the Corbet family. I have to go back to the hospital first. I hope you can seriously consider it."

Marlon held the folder in his hand. His eyes were deep, and he did not speak for a long time.

...

In the villa.

Yvette looked at the oatmeal in the pot and was a little confused.

She originally thought that cooking was a difficult task, but she never expected that she would be able to cook skillfully after learning from Kamila.

It felt like she had done it before...

However, Lance probably would not be able to eat it.

She did not want to go back on her words.

But this time, Marlon made it mandatory for Ayana to be with her every moment of the day.

Except for the company and home, she was almost not allowed to walk anywhere.

She looked at the sky outside the window. It was already dark. She wondered if Lance had eaten or if he would starve himself.

Her thoughts were seen through by Kamila.

Kamila felt sorry for Yvette and asked, "Ms. Lynn, do you want to go out?"

Yvette nodded and then shook her head. "No, Marlon won’t let me go out."

Kamila looked at Yvette’s shilly-shally expression.

Since she was in a dilemma, she definitely wanted to go.

Kamila said, "The oatmeal you cooked is for a patient, right? Why don’t you hurry up and go there? Ayana was just called in for dinner."

Yvette was a little afraid. This was not the first time she had angered Marlon over Lance.

"If Mr. Lynn comes over here, I will help you. I’ll say that you are not feeling well and sleeping."

Kamila pushed Yvette to the door and stuffed the thermos flask into her hand. Kamila said, "Come back early."

"Okay, thank you, Kamila."

Yvette smiled. She turned around and saw Marlon who had just gotten out of the car.

Instantly, she froze on the spot.

Why did Marlon come back so early today?

Marlon strode forward with his long legs. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Where are you going?"

"No, I’m not going anywhere."

Yvette looked down at her toes guiltily.

The thermos flask in her hand was evidence.

Marlon looked at the thermos flask and sighed.

He felt like he was playing the role of the vicious queen with the poisonous apple.

He looked away and said, "You have to get home before nine p.m."

"Huh?"

Yvette thought she had heard it wrong.

It was as if Marlon knew where she was going, but what was up with his tone of voice?

How could he agree?

She said, "Marlon, are you really willing to let me go?"

"Yes."

"Are you really going to let me see Lance?" Yvette was uneasy and repeated.

She was so bold that she could not hide it anymore.

"Do you not want to see him?" Marlon glanced at her impatiently.

Yvette confirmed.

Marlon really agreed to let her see Lance.

It was magical.

She really wanted to immediately fly to Lance and ask him how he persuaded Marlon.

"OK. Bye, Marlon."

Yvette got into the car.

Marlon looked at the back of the speeding car, and a melancholy feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

He comforted himself. Fortunately, they were only getting along, not getting married.

...

At the hospital.

Tanya was waiting in the corridor.

After a while, Juliette took out an empty thermos flask and smiled at Tanya.

"Mrs. Wolseley, I coaxed Lance to finish eating. He even praised you for your improvement in cooking."

"Really?" Tanya was all smiles. The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were obvious.

In the past few years, Tanya and Colton had not gotten along, and Lance was not close to her. It made her look more than ten years older.

Tanya was completely unlike the woman who was unafraid of everything before.

Juliette smiled and said, "Of course, it’s true. I won’t lie to you."

Tanya was in a good mood when she heard this and smiled.

"Lance still listens to you the most. Juliette, Lance is in a good mood today, right? Can I go in and see him?"

In fact, Lance’s attitude towards Tanya was not that bad.

That year when she reminisced about Yvette by the river, Lance was furious.

He firmly said that Yvette was not dead.

Later, Lance stayed in the hospital for half a month, and his condition was not very good.

There were a few times when Juliette was the one who passed on the message to Lance, causing the misunderstanding between Tanya and Lance to be very deep.

Tanya was terrified from the bottom of her heart, and Juliette persuaded Tanya to receive psychological treatment.

After the treatment, Tanya became more and more inferior, and she was timid and not confident in everything she did.

Tanya had to ask Juliette about everything before she dared to do them.

Even when meeting Lance, she also listened to Juliette.

When Juliette said that she could not see him, she would not see him.

She was afraid that she would make Lance upset if she said something wrong.

Usually, she didn’t ask anything, didn’t follow the news, and just went to church every day to pray.

After all, in a mother’s eyes, if her child was healthy and safe, she could do anything for it.

Juliette’s eyes flickered, and she smiled, "Mrs. Wolseley, Lance just said that he was a little tired..."

Tanya looked disappointed and rubbed her palms.

"Then next time."

At this time, Juliette’s phone rang.

She said, "Mrs. Wolseley, wait for me in the elevator for a while. I need to pick up a call."

Tanya nodded.

Juliette saw that it was Jovanny calling, so she went to a place where Tanya could not see to answer the phone.

Tanya paced back and forth at the elevator entrance, her idle gaze falling on the mirror.

"Ding."

The elevator doors behind opened.

Tanya looked up and saw a girl rushing over.

In an instant, Tanya was stunned.

Why did that side profile look so much like...

Tanya opened her mouth but could not call out. After nearly half a minute, Tanya reacted and chased after that girl.

But there was no one in front of her.

Tanya looked at the ward in front of her, deep in thought.

Only Lance lived on this entire floor.

Could that person be...

"Mrs. Wolseley, what’s wrong?"

Juliette saw Tanya’s disappointed and lost expression and asked with concern.

"I..."

Tanya thought about it but did not say it. She shook her head and said nothing.

Juliette thought that Tanya wanted to sneak in to see Lance. Juliette was a little upset, but she immediately suppressed it.

"Then let’s go."

Tanya seemed to inadvertently ask, "Juliette, has Lance let go of the matter of Yvette’s death?"

Juliette was stunned by the question and responded quickly, "I haven’t heard Lance mention it for a long time."

Juliette looked at Tanya and smiled, "Mrs. Wolseley, why do you suddenly ask me that?"

"I just suddenly thought of it," Tanya smiled awkwardly.

Juliette looked at Tanya hesitantly for two seconds.

Then, Juliette wrapped Tanya’s arm. "Mrs. Wolseley, I happen to have time to accompany you for treatment today."

Tanya said, "I feel pretty good recently."

Tanya didn’t know why, but every time she had psychological treatment, her mind would be empty, and she couldn’t remember many things in a few days.

Subconsciously, Tanya was a little reluctant to receive the treatment.

Juliette said, "Mrs. Wolseley, I have already made an appointment for you. Dr. Eaton even rejected a rich lady and is waiting for you."

Maddox Eaton was very famous. There were many wealthy people who would specifically seek him out for psychotherapy and palliative care.

Tanya frowned.

Tanya was also embarrassed to refuse and had to nod.

"Alright then."

...

Halfway up the mountain.

In a luxurious villa.

In a closed room, smoke was curling up in the air. It was mysterious.

Tanya was lying on the chair and had fallen into a deep sleep.

The door creaked open.

Juliette walked in and did not even look at Tanya on the chair. She was obviously used to it.

"Did you ask her? Did she say anything?" Juliette asked.

Maddox nodded. "Mrs. Wolseley said that she saw her deceased daughter-in-law at the hospital."

Juliette looked cold.

She guessed right...

She didn’t expect Tanya to be so careful and didn’t tell her.

"Since she already knows, tell her that as long as her son marries his ex-wife, he will die."

Maddox said, "It’s still the same hypnosis mode as before. Gotta get her to come back here twice."

"No need."

Juliette’s eyes were sharp as she said, "Use deep hypnosis. It can succeed in one try."

"It will be a bit dangerous."

"It’s fine," Juliette said with a smile.

Since Tanya dared to hide it, Juliette wouldn’t be caring about Tanya’s body.

Tanya was only there for her to facilitate her marriage to Lance.

After that, whether Tanya was dead or alive had nothing to do with her.

"Okay." Maddox nodded and agreed.

Before Juliette went out, she looked at Tanya’s pale face and smiled sinisterly.

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