All Chapters of You've Got the Wrong Woman, Mr. Lance: Chapter 461 - Chapter 470

Laura had fallen in love with the wrong person. As a result, she lost her home and her father's company. As she sat by the roadside, her usual air of elegance had vanished. Instead, she resembled a homeless child. Laura thought of reaching out to Jennifer for help. She wanted to tell Jennifer that it was her own foolishness that had allowed Michel to take advantage of her. In this moment of utter helplessness and despair, Laura did not know who else to turn to. Unfortunately, despite numerous attempts, Jennifer's phone remained unreachable.…Meanwhile, Jennifer was already on a flight to Erihal."Maxwell, why do you insist on taking our wedding photos in Erihal?" Jennifer looked at Maxwell with confusion. "I think Haven City has plenty of great wedding photography studios."After all, he had never mentioned wanting to go abroad to take their wedding photos. However, the day before, he suddenly revealed that he had booked tickets to Erihal as a surprise for her. So, Jennifer

Simon's residence was a spacious apartment in the neighborhood. It boasted the best view and location, spanning over two thousand square feet. Though not as grand as a villa, its opulent interior reflected his modesty and attention to detail. However, Laura could not understand why he had brought her here. She suddenly recalled his proposal from long ago, suggesting she become his lover. This memory only intensified her anxiety.Simon entered the house, took off his coat, walked to the dining table, and poured himself a glass of water. As expected, he only poured himself a drink and paid her no mind.Laura stood awkwardly by the doorway, anxiously watching him. Simon sat on the couch and asked with a frown, "Ms. Scott, are you going to stand there and talk business with me?""My shoes are dirty. I'm afraid of soiling your floor," Laura replied in a low voice. Simon took a sip of water before saying indifferently, "There are slippers in the shoe cabinet."After changing her sh

Even after how Simon treated Laura the previous night, she no longer cared. After all, it was her decision to approach him, and she willingly agreed to it. "Thank you, Mr. Moore. I'll wait for your update."Laura politely nodded to Simon, hurriedly dressed, and walked to the door. However, he stopped her, asking, "Where are you going?"Laura froze momentarily, looking at him in puzzlement. She had already slept with him. What more did he want?It seemed that Simon noticed her confusion. His lips curled into a faint smile as he calmly said, "Ms. Scott, from now on, I expect you to be at my beck and call. "Don't keep me waiting, and don't do anything that would upset me. Do you understand?"Laura was taken aback. Though he was being cryptic, the implication was clear. He wanted her to be his lover and to please him. On top of that, he did not specify how long it would go on. But now, to save her father, she had no other options. So, she nodded obediently and answered, "I unders

By then, Laura's makeup was already done. She looked stunning as ever and exuded an air of elegance.In the face of Sabrina's insults, she suppressed her emotions, rose, and walked to the rack. "I'm wearing this tonight," she declared, lifting her chin. As she spoke, Laura pointed to a blue haute couture gown. It was the most expensive piece in the store. At that sight, Sabrina was displeased. She immediately shoved Laura aside and insisted, "I want this too!"Caught between the two women, the shop assistant cautiously uttered, "Ms. Scott, Ms. Fletcher, there's only one of this gown. Could you—"Sabrina shot the shop assistant a look and snapped, "The Scott family is bankrupt. Are you blind? Can't you see she's just putting on airs here?""I chose this gown first. Ms. Fletcher, do you have a habit of snatching things from people? First men, now clothes?" Laura calmly responded. Right away, Sabrina's face fell, rendered speechless by her. She immediately called Michel for he

Michel felt his chest tighten with anger and spat, "You're a lawyer—you're always so eloquent. I can't win an argument with you. But don't tell me you like Laura and that you planned to break us up in the beginning!""Mr. Jensen, have you lost your mind?" Simon appeared to be amused. Regardless, his tone was icy. "Was it me who tore you and Laura apart? "How many women did you sleep with in the three years you were abroad? Have you counted? As for your breakup with her, it was your choice."Having said his piece, Simon did not want to argue any further. As he was leaving, Michel uttered bitterly, "Mr. Moore, if Laura finds out you were the one who destroyed her family, she'll never forgive you!"Simon's eyes turned cold as if a thin layer of frost had settled over them. His piercing gaze bore into Michel like daggers. "Mr. Jensen, you should appreciate what you have now. The less you talk, the more you gain. Otherwise, you might find yourself in the same predicament as Harry som