A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

She just wanted to avoid Bryson, but in the end, she was taken as a terrorist by the hotel staff. Audrey was quite depressed.

Audrey was extremely uncomfortable as others looked at her in a strange way. As she tried to pull something out of her pants pocket, the hotel staff beside her became nervous. They stared at her, afraid that what Audrey pulled out would be a miniature destructive weapon such as a bomb.

Audrey could not bear it any longer. She walked up to a waiter who was about to report to the walkie-talkie again at the corner.

When the waiter saw Audrey stand before her with a fierce look, the walkie-talkie in his hand fell to the ground.

"Ms. ... Audrey!" The waiter was a 1. 8-meter fat man. At the sight of Audrey, he trembled with fear. His flesh shook so hard that it was disgusting.

He was a strong man as tall as 1. 8 meters. But he was afraid of a weak girl. He trembled and stuttered in fear. If others found it out, he would be humiliated

Damn it.

Audrey took a deep breath and looked at the fat man with a gentle smile. "Let me tell you. I'm not a terrorist!"

She took out all her papers and said, "Here are my ID card, my lawyer's license, my driver's license, and my residence permit. Do you have any questions?"

"No ... no... No ... no." The fat man shook his head hard.

"Alright, you can tell your colleagues to stop staring at me like I'm a terrorist. I'm a good citizen!" Audrey said sternly.

"I know ... I know!"

Only then did Audrey turn around and leave in satisfaction.

On second thought, Audrey felt she was a bit unkind just now. When she was about to apologize to the waiter, she found the waiter had disappeared and the walkie-talkie on the ground was still lying there.

...

Seeing that her words didn't work, Audrey returned to the restaurant angrily.

Not far away, Bryson could see Audrey talking to the waiter in a private room separated by a glass wall. He sat there and saw it all.

Hargrove Brooks, the general manager of the

was one of the shareholders of Golden Hotel. Hargrove was

work, Bryson, who had a cold aura, became much less domineering. He was looking in a

a long time and understood

Audrey?" Franco asked

and his cold

"Yes!"

touched the cold sweat on

to Bryson, he hurriedly informed the people in the hotel to be polite

...

In the restaurant.

discovered that after she asked the waiter to tell his colleagues that she was not a terrorist, the waiters' attitudes towards her did not change at all.

hall, she talked to her best friend about what just happened on a chat app when two restaurant staff suddenly walked

affectionately.

white aprons standing

they want? Did they want to test her

impatiently, "I am not a terrorist. You don't

staff member, Madge, kindly replied, "Miss, we know that

heaved a sigh of

"Glad to hear that?"

with a beam, "Miss, are you

I'm not quite used to

wonder what you like. We have a chef from Peace City. He can personally serve you to make up for our hotel's

her hand.

let us, or we would think that you

...

to order two more dishes. Not long after, two plates of Peace City cooking, which were both delicious

hotel had served the food, Audrey thought she'd better eat it. Thus,