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..."

heard that, she smiled and walked into the

the plump maid

Audrey continued, "I think we should use a method to let Mr. Bryson see who that woman really is. We can't let that

her clothes could well reveal her curve. She

slim maid and gave her a

and turned around, only to

anything. She just passed by the two of them and poured a cup of water. Then, she turned a

Audrey left, the slim maid patted her chest with lingering fear.

Bryson with her

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

smoothed her hair out with her fingers and put it behind her ear. She then said arrogantly, "I've been working for the Cordovas for four years. Mr. Bryson wouldn't kick me out just because that woman said a few words. Mr. Bryson hates people who speak ill of others. I don't think she

better be careful. She is a lawyer. She's not the kind of

worry, I know what

Audrey and Bryson did not pay special attention to her. Presumably... Audrey

did not dare to tell Bryson

was still afraid of Bryson

of this, May was even more

cup of tea

Bryson, here is your

even

cut animal patterns out on the paper. May frowned

to know about

coughed a little this afternoon, so I put some herbs in your

teacup. May stood there

glanced at nothing but the teacup. He

turned to look at Bryson. "Do

it's fine now,"

at May, who

lower lip and wanted to say