A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Audrey finished the tea in her cup. She was still a little thirsty, so she took the cup and went to the pantry to pour herself some water.

As soon as Audrey walked to the pantry, she heard two maids talking. They sounded surprised.

"How comes the paper is here in this trash can? I thought Madam Cordova and the others were cutting paper in the living room."

"Did someone accidentally drop it? Let me see what it is."

"They are all crumpled. It's hard to tell, but... It seems to be a miniature."

Audrey's pupils contracted slightly.

Miniature?

"This one looks like Mrs. Cordova."

"So it does. However, the miniature seems to have been torn apart. It looks like... It was torn apart on purpose."

"Hush, be quiet. Mrs. Cordova's miniature was cut by the young lady."

"What are you afraid of her? She is not the real Miss Cordova. Why should we be afraid of a fake one?"

"Hush, I told you to be quiet, but you are still talking so loud. Although she is not Miss Cordova, she is now Mr. Bryson's girlfriend."

"What? Mr. Bryson's girlfriend? Mr. Bryson likes her?"

"It's true. Many people in the villa know about it. It is said that Mr. Bryson even took her to meet with Mr. and Mrs. Cordova. It seems that Mrs. Cordova does not like the young lady very much."

"Well, she pretends to be Miss Cordova. How can Mrs. Cordova like her? With her catty appearance, she is not worthy of Mr. Bryson!"

"Save it. You'll be screwed if someone tells on you. Mr. Bryson won't let you get away."

"I said nothing wrong. She must have played some tricks. Otherwise, Mr. Bryson would never have taken a fancy to her..."

that, she smiled and walked into the pantry

plump

should use a method to let Mr. Bryson see who that

slender figure and her clothes could

pushed the slim

something and turned around, only to

by the two of them and poured a cup of water. Then, she turned a blind eye to the two maids

left, the slim maid patted her chest with lingering fear. She looked in the direction Audrey had

Bryson with her pretty face.

must have heard our conversation just now. If she were to complain to

four years. Mr. Bryson wouldn't kick me out just because that woman said

reminded her, "May, you'd better be careful. She is a lawyer. She's not

know what

in the living room. Audrey and

Audrey probably did not dare to tell Bryson because Audrey didn't want

afraid of Bryson

of this, May was even more

a cup of

Bryson, here

even look

she cut animal patterns out

expect Audrey to know about

a little this afternoon, so I put some

glanced at the teacup. May stood there nervously, hoping that

at nothing but the teacup. He then turned

to look at Bryson. "Do you have

but it's fine

who was standing

to the side and did not leave. She bit her lower lip and wanted to