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...?

pocket and winked at the waitress. It was no doubt that she wanted

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

Lance was confused.

the napkin, perhaps ... it was true

he was

guys made a mistake

Audrey snorted coldly.

asked his guys

Lance stood up and said, "Alright, we should

I'm not full

dinner. The slimmer a woman is, the prettier

Audrey was speechless.

'Pervert!'

had no choice but to follow Lance out of the

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

if Bryson had received any news from

the waitress for

was that she just wanted to trick

followed her, Lance must have someone else

she was right about

to leave. Without anyone noticing,

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

be able to escape from

her

want to be taken away by Lance, much less become his

she could do

...

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

at Brook Villa in about half

"I see."

up the

his eyes were cold and filled with anger. In his hand was a

Audrey

resist at all,

his hand somehow