Secretary's Secret Lover
Chapter 375 A Complete Lunatic!

Chapter 375: Chapter 375 A Complete Lunatic!

Then, the cleaning lady looked around and sneaked in when no one was paying attention.

It was a public changing room.

There were eight independent cubicles inside, so the main door was not locked. One would only need to lock the cubicle door.

Only Yvette was inside.

Then a noise came.

"Click!"

It was the sound of the door being locked from the inside.

"Who is it?" Yvette’s puzzled voice came from inside.

"Ha-ha..."

The hunchbacked cleaner suddenly let out an extremely creepy laugh.

Then, she straightened her body.

She pulled off her mask, revealing a hideous and terrifying face.

It was Yazmin who had been missing for a long time.

"Yvette, guess who I am..."

Her voice was hoarse and dry, and her eyes flickered with madness.

"Guess who I am..."

Yazmin held a sharp dagger in her hand and walked into the locker room humming a song.

There was no reply in the locker room.

Yvette knew an enemy was near, so she kept silent.

"Bang!"

Yazmin pushed open the first cubicle door, but no one was inside.

She went to push the second door, but it was still empty.

The third one was the same, and Yazmin lost her patience.

"Bitch! Come out!" she screamed sharply.

Realizing Yvette still did not respond, Yazmin changed her tone to a cautious one.

"Come out now, and I will stab you a few times less, okay?"

Yazmin shouted, laughed, and whispered.

She was a complete lunatic!

"Are you so weak that you can’t even move?

"Ha-ha, let me tell you. The coffee on your clothes has been drugged. If you sniff it, you will feel weak.

"Don’t expect anyone to save you. It’s impossible."

Yazmin said confidently.

When she came in, she placed the ’can’t use’ sign on the door.

Therefore, no one would come in.

The sharp dagger slid across the wooden board, making a terrifying sharp sound.

Yvette kept silent, and Yazmin became more excited.

She giggled and then said.

"I have to start a countdown now. For every second passed before I find you..."

Yazmin gave a dramatic pause.

"I will give you a cut. So, come out quickly, and you will suffer less..."

After that, Yazmin continued to open the fourth door, but it was still empty.

Yazmin laughed and counted, "Ten, eleven, twelve..."

When she counted to forty, she opened the sixth door.

"Bang!"

The door did not move at all.

Obviously, it was locked from the inside.

Yazmin suddenly lay down and saw a pair of black shoes inside.

Her tone was gloomy and filled with excitement. She waved the knife and said crazily, "So, you are here."

The owner of the shoes was frightened and suddenly retreated.

Yazmin stabbed the door with her knife. She used a lot of strength and a series of scary thuds sounded.

"Wait a minute!"

Yvette finally spoke. Her voice was trembling, and she seemed terrified.

"You... What do you want? You are making a mistake. You will end up in jail. Do you know that?"

"Ha-ha-ha-ha..."

Yazmin laughed wildly until she was tired of it and spat.

"My face and body are both destroyed. Do you think I will be afraid of going to jail?"

Yvette’s voice came through the door. She seemed to want to persuade Yazmin.

"You harmed me first, and I didn’t ruin your face and body. You should find the person who did it."

When Yazmin heard that, she became even more excited. She stared at the door that was full of knife marks and shouted.

"The person who did it was Lance!"

Yvette was a little surprised and couldn’t believe Lance did it.

"Lance gave you a chance to avoid trouble. Did he really harm you later?"

"He gave me a chance to throw myself in!"

Yazmin said hatefully, "I only had two choices. One was to find someone to do it on the spot, and the other was to get myself caught. What else could I do?"

Yazmin’s eyes were full of madness and unwillingness. She gritted her teeth and said, "I am a famous socialite in New York. I live a life that everyone envies. How can I go to jail?

"Even if I die, I won’t go to jail!"

Then Yazmin’s eyes turned red, and she stabbed the door with the knife. She muttered.

"It’s all your fault. It’s all your fault. If not for you, I wouldn’t be like this. If not for you, how could he be so cruel to me!"

The noise of the knife stabbing the door made Yvette’s voice tremble.

"Yazmin, didn’t you make the wrong choice? You can’t blame anyone else!"

"You won’t be sentenced to long for abetting a person to drug someone. You had a choice, but you chose wrongly and ruined your face and body. Who can you blame?"

Those words were not persuasion.

They were rubbing salt in Yazmin’s wounds and driving her insane.

Yazmin’s eyes flashed murderously as she roared.

"It’s all your fault! My life was wonderful. Lance loved and doted on me, but you showed up and took everything from me!"

Yazmin stared at the broken door as if it had been Yvette’s face.

"You deserve to die. You should have died with your grandmother and that bastard!"

Yvette’s cold voice sounded from inside the door. She asked word by word.

"Yazmin, did you have something to do with my grandmother’s and child’s death?"

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