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.

was so frightened that he knelt down

"Mr. Lance, please! Please!"

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 he had gotten himself in trouble, so he was naturally

spill soup on my

himself to

please spare me this time.

greasy mark of hands appeared on

disgust and kicked the servant hard. The servant rolled down the

then looked at his subordinates following him and said,

"Yes, Mr. Lance!"

was dragged away from Brook Villa in

that, Lance continued to walk. He went straight to the closet, took off his clothes, threw them into the trash can, took a shower, and put on a clean shirt and trousers

as he sat down, Raye, the subordinate he trusted, respectfully walked

against the

about the task

Raye's eyes flashed.

"Well..."

impatiently, "Cut the crap. How did it go? Was Bryson scared

didn't dare to raise his

batch of goods, and

time to prepare for one thing. Now you say

frightened and

trying to do

Hearing that, Lance sneered.

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

off the cold

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

Raye and hit him on the shoulder. The water splashed out and tea leaves were scattered. Raye looked such a

finish such an easy job. I paid you to solve problems for me! Have you