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

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

Lance was confused.

napkin, perhaps ... it was true that the napkin was for the waitress to wipe off

was just

mistake

Audrey snorted coldly.

his guys to bring the

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

frowned, "Why? I'm not

The slimmer a woman is, the

Audrey was speechless.

'Pervert!'

had no choice but to follow Lance out of the

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

Bryson had received any news

the waitress for sending a

that she

knew that besides the two lackeys that followed her, Lance must have someone else spying

she was

after she ordered the waitress to leave.

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

she succeeded, she would be able to escape from Lance;

clenched her

didn't want to be taken

could do was to

...

black Bentley Mulsanne with a gloomy face. He had a

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

"I see."

hung up

cold and filled with anger. In his hand was a napkin with Audrey's crooked handwriting, and he

that, the man he sent to secretly protect Audrey

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

napkin in his hand somehow relieved