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...?

waitress. It was no doubt that she wanted the

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

Lance was confused.

wrong with the napkin, perhaps ... it was true that the napkin was

was just

guys made a mistake and

Audrey snorted coldly.

waved his hand and asked his

left, Lance stood up and said, "Alright, we

I'm not full

at dinner. The slimmer a woman is,

Audrey was speechless.

'Pervert!'

choice but to follow Lance out of

back in Lance's car. She was gradually overwhelmed with anxiety when she was getting farther and farther

Bryson had

had pretended to use the waitress for sending a

she

that followed

she was right about

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

if Bryson would doubt the authenticity of the note even if it could be

from Lance; but if not, tonight might

clenched her

want to be taken away by Lance, much less become

all she could do was to

...

in his black Bentley Mulsanne with a gloomy face. He had a call with

is moving all the time. They will arrive at Brook Villa in about half

"I see."

hung up the

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 how hurried she was

protect Audrey told

did not resist at all, Bryson was extremely disturbed. He

his

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