A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Bryson looked down at Audrey and said coldly and angrily, "Do you really know about this case? Do you know what would happen if you offend Lance?"

His imposing manner made Audrey extremely nervous.

She stealthily but swiftly swiped her room card with her hand behind her back.

"Mr. Bryson, I'm going back to my room. Good night."

She quickly opened the door, ran into the room, and slammed the door immediately.

Bryson stared at the door in front of him, his face gloomy.

It seemed that Audrey would not give up the case.

He returned to his room and frowned at the small room and the shabby bathroom.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

He had sent someone to investigate Audrey's whereabouts in the evening and the person called now.

"What did you find?" Bryson picked up the phone and asked.

The person reported everything that had happened after Audrey left the hotel, including her encounter with Lance.

Bryson's face turned grimmer and grimmer as he listened to the man.

It turned out that Audrey did not accidentally fall into the garbage dump and got so messy. Instead, she jumped into the dump to look for her belonging which Lance had thrown into.

...

In the Brook Villa.

Lance strode into the main villa.

As he walked in, a servant just happened to come out. He didn't see Lance and bumped into Lance head-on. The soup in his hand instantly spilled onto Lance's white shirt.

servant was so frightened that he knelt down and fell

"Mr. Lance, please! Please!"

on his shirt with disgust,

freak. He hated the most that his clothes were stained. The servant knew he had gotten himself in trouble, so he was naturally

spill soup on my

servant trembled and he couldn't help himself to grab Lance's leg with

me this time. I won't

appeared on

the servant

his subordinates following him and said, "Get

"Yes, Mr. Lance!"

dragged away from Brook

off his clothes, threw them into the trash can, took a shower, and put on a clean shirt and trousers before returning

he sat down, Raye, the

leaning comfortably against the sofa, with his

task I gave

Raye's eyes flashed.

"Well..."

did it go? Was Bryson scared out of his

to raise

... no, nothing happened to that batch of goods, and ...

with dissatisfaction. "I gave you so much time to prepare for one thing. Now you say Bryson and that batch of goods

became more frightened and trembled even

... Bryson ... took precautions. Just ... just as our men were trying to do something, they

Hearing that, Lance sneered.

you guys failed, everyone left unscathed and

off the cold

the preparations to guard against us." He looked at his furious superior

the table, threw it at Raye and hit him on the shoulder. The water splashed out and tea leaves were scattered. Raye looked such

Lance scolded angrily. "You can't even finish such an easy job. I