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

Group was one of the shareholders of Golden Hotel. Hargrove was reporting

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

for Bryson for a long time and understood

Franco asked

his cold aura returned. He coldly

"Yes!"

touched the cold sweat on his

hurriedly informed the people in the hotel to

...

In the restaurant.

was not a terrorist, the waiters' attitudes towards her did not change at all. So,

dining hall, she talked to her best friend about what just

staff member, looked at Audrey affectionately. "Miss, are you satisfied with tonight's

members wearing white aprons standing in front of her

Did they want to

not a terrorist. You don't have to test

"Miss, we know that you are not a terrorist. We misunderstood you

a sigh

"Glad to hear that?"

with a beam, "Miss,

quite used to the food

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

her

us, or we would think that you won't accept our

...

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

hotel had served the food, Audrey thought she'd better