Chapter 31 The Strange Three

Braden pushed open the door of the room and saw that Blaine, who was drugged, was pressing Jane

under him in a strange gesture.

“Save me!”

Jane seemed to see hope and screamed to Braden for help.

Although Blaine was her boyfriend, they had sex a long time ago, she really couldn’t accept this. It was too embarrassing!

Braden looked coldly at the two people on the ground and took away the things that belonged to Shirley on the table.

“It’s your own fault!”

After he said these words, he left without looking back.

It was time for Jane to suffer.

Going downstairs, seeing Shirley standing at the door, Braden frowned coldly, “We haven’t divorced yet. You are still the owner of this villa.”

“Thank you, I don’t care!”

Shirley took her things, turned around, and left, not even bothering to say goodbye.

At this moment, it was dark.

Shirley stood outside the villa and wanted to take a taxi. But because it was too far away from downtown, no driver was willing to take the order.

After a while, Braden stopped in front of her in his silver sports car. His handsome face was cold, “Get in the car!”

It wasn’t an invitation, but an order.

Shirley thought about it, but didn’t refuse, opened the co–pilot’s door, and sat on it directly.

But she was a little surprised to see what was on the seat.

“Where did you get it?”

She saw that there was an amber pendant, which was exactly the same as the one she had picked up in the cemetery this morning.

A bold guess immediately rose in her heart, “Could it be that this guy went to the cemetery to worship her parents today, and he accidentally dropped the amber pendant

But why did he buy two same pendants? Was it just a coincidence?

“Your pendant…”

“Don’t touch my stuff!”

Braden’s tone was not kind. He snatched the pendant with a cold face!

“Stingy man!”

Shirley’s expression was a little lost.

Thinking that it should be a coincidence, she was being self–indulgent.

After all, Braden didn’t even care about her, so how could he remember the anniversary of her parents‘ death and bother to send flowers to worship?

What was

the car, just

immediately discovered that the route was

is not going back to

didn’t answer, but looked ahead intently,

face, “Stop,

it weren’t for the fact that it wasn’t easy to take a taxi in the villa

place as her, she wouldn’t have

result, the route was wrong now. Why did she feel he would do

“Sit down!”

locked the door and stepped on the gas pedal harder. The car speeded up and

cars in a row.

Don’t get me killed.

she leaned against the seat. And her

armrest.

racing cars back. then. She had experienced higher speeds than this,

frightened.

are almost there. Don’t be

and cold face was expressionless. He continued to speed

car stopped at The

high–end and had a

club were

suddenly bring her to such a

“Get off.”

the car,

Shirley hurriedly opened the car door and prepared

grabbed her wrist and said in an absolutely forceful

accompany me ”

to get divorced. Why should I

on call as before, and said proudly, “My appearance fee is

million for a

“Deal!”

said, “Mr. Stewart is

be, she was willing to be his servant,

was better to

to the

entire club, and

heard from a distance that the laughter in the box

as Braden got in, all the sounds

tall, handsome guy rushed over, and he stared

Braden’s good friend who had played with him since he

child

even more exaggerated roat “What Braden not only came by himself but also brought

and cold face was calm. He walked in and said meaningfully, “Since I’m invited, I

she pretended to be a well–behaved wife

the man obediently.

one million a minute. So she naturally

box, it was

vague and ambiguous. She thought she had come to a

six men and women sitting. It was obvious that all of them were from rich families with extraordinary

them, the one with noblest temperament was a man and a woman sitting in the center of

crowd.

looked handsome, with a pair of rimless glasses on his nose. He

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