A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Why was she brought into the room?

The waitress's face was still stained with tears. Her body was trembling violently out of fear.

"What ... what are you doing? Let go of me!"

Lance smiled at Audrey like a cunning fox.

"Miss Jade, do you recognize her?"

"No," Audrey put on a false smile.

"Really?" Lance's gaze signaled to his two lackeys, one of whom immediately pulled out the napkin that Audrey had stuffed into the waitress's pocket.

Lance took the napkin from the lackey and waved it in front of Audrey.

"Miss Jade, you won't forget what this is, will you?"

Audrey glanced at it and replied, "Isn't it just a napkin? I scolded her just now, and she cried, so I gave it to her. Why ... is there a problem with that?"

Lance stared at Audrey, smiling.

"Miss Jade, don't play dumb with me. You want her to send a message for you and find someone to save you, right? But ... I've seen through your attempt."

Audrey blinked her beautiful eyes and sighed innocently.

"Mr. Lance, I know you don't believe me, but how could you wrong me like this?"

"What a stubborn girl!"

Lance slowly unfolded the napkin. It was clean and totally blank.

Lance was surprised and couldn't believe his eyes. He took a good look at the napkin, but there was indeed not a single word on it.

Audrey stared at the napkin in Lance's hand.

"Mr. Lance, you said I had sent a message, but where is it?"

Lance didn't respond.

How could this be...?

It was no doubt that she wanted the waitress to help her escape, but how could there be nothing on the

angrily, "Mr. Lance, I told you I wouldn't escape, and I meant it. It's really too much for you to

Lance was confused.

perhaps ... it was true that the napkin

was

made a mistake and

Audrey snorted coldly.

and asked his guys to

left, Lance stood up and said,

frowned, "Why? I'm not

a woman

Audrey was speechless.

'Pervert!'

choice but to follow

overwhelmed with anxiety

had received any

to use the waitress for sending

that she just wanted

two lackeys that followed her,

was right

she ordered the waitress to leave. Without anyone noticing, she stuffed

unsure if Bryson would doubt the authenticity of the note even if it could be delivered to him

able to escape from Lance; but

clenched her hands

hadn't revenged yet. She didn't want to be taken away by Lance, much less become his

she could

...

Bryson was sitting in the back seat in his black Bentley Mulsanne with a gloomy

time. They will arrive at Brook Villa in about half an hour," the

"I see."

up

were tightly clenched, and his eyes were cold and filled with anger. In his hand was a napkin with Audrey's crooked handwriting, and he knew at a glance

to secretly protect Audrey told him that she had been taken

person who followed Lance's car told Bryson that Audrey did not resist at all,

napkin in his hand somehow relieved