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...?

at the waitress. It was no doubt that she wanted the waitress to help her escape, but how

I told you I wouldn't escape, and I meant

Lance was confused.

was nothing wrong with the napkin, perhaps ... it was true that the napkin was for the

was just

a mistake

Audrey snorted coldly.

his hand and asked his guys to bring the waitress

up and said,

"Why? I'm not

slimmer a woman is, the prettier she

Audrey was speechless.

'Pervert!'

had no choice but to follow Lance

in Lance's car. She was gradually overwhelmed with anxiety when she

wondered if Bryson had received

use the waitress for sending

that she just

that followed her, Lance

was right about

a customer after she ordered the waitress to

doubt the authenticity of the note even if it could be delivered to him successfully, and ...

she succeeded, she would be able to escape from Lance; but if not, tonight might

clenched her

yet. She didn't want to be taken away by Lance,

she could do

...

restaurant parking lot, Bryson was sitting in the back seat in his black Bentley Mulsanne with a gloomy face. He had a call

moving all the time. They will arrive at Brook

"I see."

up the

hand was a napkin with Audrey's crooked handwriting, and he knew

secretly protect Audrey

Bryson that Audrey did not resist at

napkin in his hand

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