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.

so frightened that he knelt down

"Mr. Lance, please! Please!"

looked at the stains on his shirt with disgust, and then shot venomous looks at the

knew that Lance was a neat freak. He hated the most that his clothes were stained. The servant knew

spill

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

spare me this time. I

hands appeared on Lance's

in disgust and kicked the servant

his subordinates following him and said, "Get him out. I don't want to see

"Yes, Mr. Lance!"

servant was dragged away from

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

Raye, the subordinate he trusted,

leaning comfortably against the sofa, with

the task I

Raye's eyes flashed.

"Well..."

the crap. How did it go? Was Bryson scared out of

didn't dare to raise

of goods, and ...

so much time

frightened

stammered, "Bryson ... Bryson ... took precautions. Just ... just as our men were trying to do something, they were discovered by Bryson's

Hearing that, Lance sneered.

to tell me that although you guys failed, everyone left unscathed and it is

off the cold sweat on

guard against us." He looked at his furious superior in

grabbed the teacup on the table, threw it at Raye and hit him on the shoulder. The water splashed out and tea leaves were scattered. Raye looked such a mess. The ground was also covered with water and

losers!" Lance scolded angrily. "You can't even finish such an easy job. I paid you to solve problems for