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...?

His guys told him that Audrey had stuffed the napkin into the waitress's pocket and winked at the

waitress. It was no doubt that she wanted the waitress to help her escape, but how could there be

nothing on the napkin?

Audrey said angrily, "Mr. Lance, I told you I wouldn't escape, and I meant it. It's really too much for you

to suspect me like this."

Lance was confused.

However, since there was nothing wrong with the napkin, perhaps ... it was true that the napkin was for

the waitress to wipe off her tears.

Maybe he was just paranoid.

"My guys made a mistake and wronged you. My apologies!

Audrey snorted coldly.

Lance waved his hand and asked his guys to bring the waitress out.

After they left, Lance stood up and said, "Alright, we should go now."

Audrey frowned, "Why? I'm not full yet."

"Don't overeat at dinner. The slimmer a woman is, the prettier she will be."

Audrey was speechless.

'Pervert!'

She had no choice but to follow Lance out of the restaurant.

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

farther and farther away from the restaurant.

She wondered if Bryson had received any news from her.

She had pretended to use the waitress for sending a message.

But the fact was that she just wanted to trick Lance.

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

her.

And she was right about it.

In the restaurant corridor, she bumped into a customer after she ordered the waitress to leave. Without

anyone noticing, she stuffed the true message note into that person's hand.

She was unsure if Bryson would doubt the authenticity of the note even if it could be delivered to him

successfully, and ... if Bryson would be able to save her in time.

If she succeeded, she would be able to escape from Lance; but if not, tonight might be her nightmare....

She clenched her hands secretly.

She hadn't revenged yet. She didn't want to be taken away by Lance, much less become his plaything.

But now, all she could do was to wait!

...

At the restaurant parking lot, Bryson was sitting in the back seat in his black Bentley Mulsanne with a

gloomy face. He had a call with one of his guys who were reporting the location of Lance and Audrey.

"Lance's car is moving all the time. They will arrive at Brook Villa in about half an hour," the man

reported.

"I see."

Bryson hung up the phone.

His fingers were tightly clenched, and his eyes were cold and filled with anger. In his hand was a

napkin with Audrey's crooked handwriting, and he knew at a glance how hurried she was at that time.

Before that, the man he sent to secretly protect Audrey told him that she had been taken away by

Lance!

When the person who followed Lance's car told Bryson that Audrey did not resist at all, Bryson was

extremely disturbed. He thought Audrey might want to be with Lance.

The napkin in his hand somehow relieved him.

It turned out that Lance had threatened Audrey with the life of the taxi driver. She had to obey.

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Bryson looked at the napkin again and made a phone call right away.

When it got through, Bryson said indifferently, "Hello, is that Mr. Shane? This is Bryson. I need a favor."

...

It had been twenty minutes since she left the restaurant. Looking at the rapidly changing scenes

outside the window, Audrey became even more anxious and restless.

They would soon arrive at Lance's lair, and she could imagine how hard it would be for her to escape

from that place.

She hadn't found her younger brother, nor found out the truth about her grandmother's death, nor taken

revenge, and ... she hadn't really fallen in love with someone.

She clenched her hands more and more tightly.

Would she really be trapped by Lance?

Suddenly, the car stopped.

Audrey's eyes lit up.

Could that be Bryson and his men?

She looked expectantly at the front of the car but was then disappointed.

They were not the ones she was expecting. Their clothes revealed that they worked for Lance.

"Mr. Lance, the Tiger Gang attacked you yesterday had found us. Please change the car and take a

shortcut. We'll cover you."

"OK!" Lance agreed.

Then he grabbed Audrey's arm rudely.

"Get off the car!"

Audrey resisted.

Bryson might not be able to find her if she got on another car.

Feeling Audrey's resistance, Lance pulled her out of the car forcefully.

But due to his ruthlessness, Audrey accidentally sprained her foot. She frowned out of pain.

Lance did not care about her foot but still rudely dragged her to a black car parked on the side of the

road.