Secretary's Secret Lover
Chapter 501 The Media

Chapter 501: Chapter 501 The Media

"You bitch. How dare you judge me?"

Juliette suddenly became hysterical and shouted, "If not for you, Lance would definitely fall in love with me!"

She had been in love with Lance since she was a child and had once approached him as a boy.

After being found out, she told Lance that her father wanted a son, so he dressed her up like this.

But in fact, Carlo was a very open-minded person, and he did not dislike her just because she was a girl.

With Carlo’s achievements, it was easy for him to have a son.

Although the explanation was sound, Lance still kept his distance from her.

Then Juliette pretended to be forced to study abroad by her father to make the distance between Lance and her look like her choice.

She was obsessed with him and had become a cunning woman for him.

She did not dare to get too close to him and was afraid of being too far away from him.

When she was abroad, she had been watching Lance all the time. She knew the women around him, like Yazmin and also Yvette.

However, she never took these women seriously.

As far as she could see, Lance treated Yazmin nicely purely out of gratitude and pity.

As for Yvette, she was far from a threat back then. Even Yazmin, who wasn’t loved by Lance, could come between them and make them divorce.

Such an important person naturally would not be taken seriously by Juliette.

But she did not expect that the most unlikely threat was actually loved by Lance with his heart and soul.

Juliette clenched her fists tightly, her eyes burning with jealousy!

She was jealous that Yvette was loved deeply by Lance.

She was about to die of jealousy!

She gritted her teeth and said, "It’s all your fault, you slut!"

"I think you are wrong about one thing."

Yvette said calmly, "Even if I’ve never existed, Lance would not have fallen in love with you."

"First come, first served" didn’t apply to love. And love couldn’t be explained.

But she was sure of one thing!

If a guy didn’t like a woman, then he didn’t. He would not suddenly fall for her just because he became single.

Unfortunately, Juliette couldn’t get it. Otherwise, she would not have done so many crazy and wrong things.

At the door, a large number of media workers came in with the police officers.

The calmness on Juliette’s face was instantly shattered. She said in shock, "You get the media here!"

Yvette admitted frankly, "Yes."

Juliette was so angry that she gritted her teeth. "You actually used such a vicious trick?"

Yvette wanted the media to tell the public that Juliette was hooked up with her teacher. Then, the scandal would stay with her forever!

"Vicious? Trick?"

Yvette stopped and turned to look at her. "Juliette, am I a good person in your eyes?"

At this moment, Juliette found that Yvette talked just like Lance.

It made Juliette feel a sense of fear from the bottom of her heart.

"What you want is my life."

Yvette sneered, her eyes fierce. "Remember, this is just an appetizer.

"The sins you have committed will be exposed sooner or later.

"Juliette, I will fight you to the death!"

Juliette was shocked by the determination in her eyes. For the first time, she found out that Yvette was actually a tough opponent.

As the media got closer and closer, she suddenly covered her face and cried, "Ms. Lynn, I have no enmity with you. Why did you frame me?"

Juliette thought viciously. Even if she was going to be finished, she must take Yvette down with her.

"I believe that the police will definitely prove my innocence. I am also a victim. Do you think that you can take down our family just like this?"

Yvette was not interested in playing along, and she retorted right away, "Of course we are enemies. You killed my child’s father. We are enemies for good!"

Wasn’t it just throwing dirt at each other and playing victims?

Juliette wasn’t the only one that was good at them.

As expected, the media burst into an uproar and rushed forward.

"Ms. Lynn, you said Ms. Beckford killed your child’s father. What does it mean?"

"Ms. Lynn, can you explain?"

...

Yvette answered none of them. She waved her hand and left.

Juliette was left behind, her face full of anger!

...

In the corridor.

Yvette had just taken a few steps when she was stopped by someone.

"Yvette."

Charlie slowly walked to her, with some pity on his face. "Sorry for your loss."

In his opinion, Yvette was only wasting her time.

Lance was already dead, and no one could stop him now.

And Charlie would not let anyone stop him.

Yvette didn’t even want to talk to him. She said with a cold expression, "Get out of the way!"

Charlie stood still. Yvette turned to the side and prepared to squeeze her way out.

However, Charlie suddenly grabbed her.

Charlie spoke, "The Wolseley Group will definitely become mine."

Yvette did not hesitate to shake off his hand. With her eyes as soft as the spring stream, she said calmly, "Charlie, you won’t get what you want."

"Have you not realized the truth?"

Charlie did not like her indifference to him. He grabbed her tighter and said, "You have been unable to accept me because I am illegitimate, right? Now that Lance is dead, I am no longer illegitimate. I am the only legitimate heir of the Wolseley Group!"

He said with a serious expression, "I can give you whatever he can!"

Yvette stopped in her tracks and looked at Charlie coldly. She said slowly, "He didn’t die."

"Yvette, don’t be so naive. No remains could survive in that situation. Why do you lie to yourself?"

Charlie said in a low voice, "Be mine, okay? I will treat you better than him..."

Slap!

A loud slap landed on his face.

"Lance is not dead!" Yvette warned coldly. "If you talk nonsense again, it won’t be just a slap!"

Charlie’s cheek was burning.

He stared at Yvette. Then he suddenly reached out to grab her wrist and pressed her against the wall behind her.

"Yvette, I don’t think you know your situation."

His body was very close to hers, and Yvette could feel his breath on her face. "Lance is dead. It all depends on me if I’ll lay my hands on you. If you beg me, maybe I’ll be gentler to you."

Yvette’s face was livid with anger, and she stretched out her other hand but was stopped by him just as she was about to hit him.

Charlie pinned both of her hands to the wall. He smiled and said, "It seems that you don’t like my advice. You want it rough?"

He grabbed her wrists with one hand, which was a very humiliating posture for her.

Then, he lifted her chin and said casually, "Let me think about it. One slap, one kiss. Slap after you think twice, okay?"

Yvette clenched her fists tightly and trembled in anger. "Charlie, do you not feel sorry for Lance for treating me like this?"

"I don’t."

Charlie’s tone was extremely mischievous. "Lance is dead. As his younger brother, isn’t it a good thing to help him take good care of his wife?"

Yvette gritted her teeth. "You had a part in the explosion, right?"

Charlie paused. "No, I don’t know about it."

"Do you dare to swear to me that you don’t know about it?"

Charlie said solemnly, "Yvette, I will never hurt you."

"You don’t dare to swear, do you?" Yvette sneered. "Is this what you mean by treating me better than him?"

Charlie’s eyes turned cold.

At that time, Colton said Charlie didn’t have to do a thing and promised to help him get everything.

However, Charlie did not expect that Juliette would want Yvette’s life, and what Colton wanted was Lance’s life.

They didn’t know each other’s plans, and they agreed to cooperate.

He knew it now, but things had already happened.

After a few seconds of silence, he let go of her wrist and said in a low voice, "I know you have suffered a lot. I promise you that I will make them pay."

He could not do anything to Juliette for the time being, but it did not mean that he could not forever.

"No need."

Yvette refused him without hesitation. She pushed against his chest, pulled away, and said coldly, "Charlie, no matter what you do, I won’t choose you. I won’t even make friends with you. You’d better give up on me as soon as possible."

Charlie was hurt by her undisguised coldness.

He grabbed her and pulled her into his arms. He held her slender waist and said with burning eyes, "What if I don’t?"

Yvette was furious and resisted violently. "Let go of me!"

Charlie ignored her words, his eyes vicious. "Yvette, I can even get the Wolseley Group. Why do you think I can’t get you?"

These thoughts had been hidden in his heart for too long. He didn’t need to suppress them any longer now, and his emotions exploded like dynamite.

The one he loved was right before his eyes. Her pale face made her look so fragile.

Her lips were trembling slightly. He couldn’t help but feel the urge to kiss them.

He tightened his grip on her slender waist and said stubbornly, "Lance is no more, and you will only be mine."

Immediately after, he leaned over. And just as his lips were about to touch hers...

Yvette bent her knee and used all her strength to knee him in the crotch.

"Ouch... You!"

Charlie covered his crotch, and the pain made him stagger back a step. His face was grim.

Yvette clapped her hands and turned her head without looking at him once. She said indifferently, "Did you get it on camera?"

"I did." Frankie came out of the dark with his phone in his hand and said clearly.

Charlie suddenly looked like shit!

"What is this?"

He reached out to grab Yvette’s arm, but Frankie brushed his hand away.

Frankie stood firmly between Yvette and Charlie, looking warily at him.

The veins on Charlie’s forehead bulged. As smart as he was, he finally knew what was going on, "Yvette, you did it on purpose?"

She deliberately provoked him and made him lose his head.

Yvette smiled. "An executive of the Wolseley Group molests the president’s ex-wife in public. How do you like the title?"

Charlie frowned deeply. "How dare you? Let’s see if you can get it to the public!"

For one thing, it was easy for him to silence the media.

"Why should I get it to the public?

Yvette seemed to be confused and said slowly, "I only want to show it to the staff of the Wolseley Group for them to see how ambitious you are. Isn’t it better?"

Charlie raised his eyebrows and threatened, "Yvette, are you sure you want to go against me?"

Charlie had waited for his chance for so many years. Yvette knew he must be a hard case.

This video could only be used against him for a while. It couldn’t be useful forever.

But what she needed to do was to disturb his mind, so that he would not dare to act rashly.

Even if it could only make him scared for a minute, it was fine.

Yvette used her actions to answer him. She turned around and asked, "Frankie, have you sent it?"

Frankie nodded. "Madam, it has been sent to all the chat groups of the Wolseley Group."

Charlie punched the wall fiercely and said angrily, "Yvette, you are courting death!"

Yvette looked indifferent. "Charlie, as long as you give up on things you shouldn’t have, I wouldn’t have had to make things so ugly."

Charlie understood what she meant.

He asked, "Why?"

Charlie felt better and stood straight. He had an unreadable expression.

"I love you as much as he did. I can give you everything he could. Why can’t you love me?"

Yvette suddenly smiled. "You are not him."

No one in this world could replace that man.

The man who would love her at the cost of his life...

Outside the Wolseley Group.

Frankie reported as he walked. "Madam, our people went to invite Mike, but Mike suddenly disappeared two days ago. In the past, Mr. Wolseley’s men had been protecting him. After this accident, some people might have taken the opportunity to take Mike away. I’m afraid he has been killed."

Yvette thought for a while. "Keep looking for him."

Before getting in the car, Frankie suddenly asked, "Madam, do you really think that Mr. Wolseley is still alive?"

"He will come back."

Yvette said calmly but firmly, "He promised that he would never leave me."

Frankie suddenly discovered one thing.

Yvette, who had always been delicate and fragile, was so similar to Lance at this moment.

So strong and resilient.

He could not help but believe Yvette’s words.

Sometimes, a person needed a little hope to live with.

After Frankie got in the car and started the car, someone suddenly knocked on the window.

He turned around and saw that it was Tanya.

"Madam," he hurriedly got out of the car.

Tanya waved her hand and said, "I want to talk to Yvette for a while."

Yvette also got out of the car to not be rude.

Tanya looked at her and then looked at the ground. After a long time, she said, "Can I see my granddaughter?"

Yvette shook her head and said, "Sorry, I don’t know how to introduce you to her for now."

Tanya looked disappointed. She hesitated for a few seconds and said, "Then can I look at her from afar?"

Yvette wanted to refuse, but she couldn’t say it.

No matter how badly Tanya had treated her in the past, her love for her son had never changed.

After thinking for a while, Yvette nodded.

Yvette went to the studio to pick up Isabel, and Tanya’s car was parked by the roadside.

Yvette came out with the little girl, who looked very similar to Lance.

Her childish face was a combination of her parents’ best parts and was very beautiful.

Tanya couldn’t help but smile. She smiled and then cried.

In any case, fortunately, he left a kid behind...

The driver saw Tanya crying and couldn’t help but ask, "Mrs. Wolseley, should we follow them?"

Tanya wiped her tears and said, "No."

Yvette took good care of the kid. She should be satisfied and leave them alone.

After a few minutes, Tanya said, "Let’s go to the police station."

She wanted to personally follow up on the case where Juliette used other people to drug her.

The Beckford family was very powerful. Juliette did not do the thing personally and should be released soon.

However, Tanya wouldn’t let her come out so easily. She had to be locked up for at least 48 hours.

The car drove slowly. Tanya asked again, "Does that bodyguard Jovanny have other family members?"

The driver replied, "I have already looked into it. It is said that he has a teacher who is just like his father."

Tanya ordered, "We must get in touch with him."

"Yes, Madam."

Tanya looked out the window and prayed in her heart that Yvette’s persistence was not stupid.

She hoped that Lance was indeed alive...

At the same time.

A biological laboratory in Luxembourg.

On the white sterile bed was lying a handsome man, who had his eyes tightly closed and his thin lips deathly pale.

A man in a sterile suit asked the female doctor with a frown. "Is there really nothing else we can do?"