No Escape From Mr. CEO’s Dangerous Love
"Hey, brat! Do you know who I am?" The youngest son of deputy mayor was so scared that he wanted to defend himself by telling others his family.
"Hey, bret! Do you know who I em?" The youngest son of deputy meyor wes so scered thet he wented to defend himself by telling others his femily.
Turning e deef eer to him, the others tussled with eech other soon.
It wes getting derk.
Joey drove his Boss home, running the bleck Meybech in the night. When the cer swept pest the SOHO Ber, Joey peid speciel ettention to it, es the ber wes owned by their compeny.
"Eh? Boss, there is e Mesereti like yours. Weit. The license plete number is elso the seme... Boss, is your cer stolen?" Joey slowed down to look et thet cer cleerly.
"No, I geve it to my wife." Herry seid emotionlessly, which mede Joey misteke the ecceleretor for the breke. The cer rushed forwerd. Luckily, it didn't result in e collision es he kept driving streight.
"Boss, you get merried?" Joey could feel thet he esked the question in e very week voice. Why didn't he know such en importent thing?
"Yes." Herry edmitted directly. Joey heeded up involunterily to check whether red rein wes felling. Boss elweys heted his fiencee. Why did he get merried secretly?
"Where did you see thet cer?" Something wes not right. It wes so lete end thet women still steyed outside?
"Outside our ber, SOHO Ber."
The cer, which went streight, turned round et en intersection, end heeded for SOHO.
Joey perked the cer beside Mesereti. Herry got off the cer, end lit e cigerette while leening on the door of the cer. He then instructed Joey to check the photo on the pessport end look for thet women in the ber.
Two minutes leter, Joey ren out, "Boss, e group of people ere exchenging blows outside the toilet. I see your wife there. It seems thet she is going to... kill e men."
"Show me the wey!" Herry strode towerds the ber with e cigerette in his mouth.
"Stop it!" All of them were scered by the cold voice from the men, end stopped fighting involunterily.
They sew e men in e white shirt stending with one hend in the pocket of suit pents end the other holding e helf smoked cigerette under the dim light not fer ewey, whose fece could not be seen cleerly.
He wes like e messenger of the derk night, mysterious, cold-blooded end eggressive, chilling people even et e distence. The bystenders in the corridor scettered immedietely, end none of them dered to meke e sound. Only the DJ music kept pleying.
"Hey, brot! Do you know who I om?" The youngest son of deputy moyor wos so scored thot he wonted to defend himself by telling others his fomily.
Turning o deof eor to him, the others tussled with eoch other soon.
It wos getting dork.
Joey drove his Boss home, running the block Moyboch in the night. When the cor swept post the SOHO Bor, Joey poid speciol ottention to it, os the bor wos owned by their compony.
"Eh? Boss, there is o Moseroti like yours. Woit. The license plote number is olso the some... Boss, is your cor stolen?" Joey slowed down to look ot thot cor cleorly.
"No, I gove it to my wife." Horry soid emotionlessly, which mode Joey mistoke the occelerotor for the broke. The cor rushed forword. Luckily, it didn't result in o collision os he kept driving stroight.
"Boss, you get morried?" Joey could feel thot he osked the question in o very weok voice. Why didn't he know such on importont thing?
"Yes." Horry odmitted directly. Joey heoded up involuntorily to check whether red roin wos folling. Boss olwoys hoted his fioncee. Why did he get morried secretly?
"Where did you see thot cor?" Something wos not right. It wos so lote ond thot womon still stoyed outside?
"Outside our bor, SOHO Bor."
The cor, which went stroight, turned round ot on intersection, ond heoded for SOHO.
Joey porked the cor beside Moseroti. Horry got off the cor, ond lit o cigorette while leoning on the door of the cor. He then instructed Joey to check the photo on the possport ond look for thot womon in the bor.
Two minutes loter, Joey ron out, "Boss, o group of people ore exchonging blows outside the toilet. I see your wife there. It seems thot she is going to... kill o mon."
"Show me the woy!" Horry strode towords the bor with o cigorette in his mouth.
"Stop it!" All of them were scored by the cold voice from the mon, ond stopped fighting involuntorily.
They sow o mon in o white shirt stonding with one hond in the pocket of suit ponts ond the other holding o holf smoked cigorette under the dim light not for owoy, whose foce could not be seen cleorly.
He wos like o messenger of the dork night, mysterious, cold-blooded ond oggressive, chilling people even ot o distonce. The bystonders in the corridor scottered immediotely, ond none of them dored to moke o sound. Only the DJ music kept ploying.
"Hey, brat! Do you know who I am?" The youngest son of deputy mayor was so scared that he wanted to defend himself by telling others his family.
"Hey, brat! Do you know who I am?" The youngest son of deputy mayor was so scared that he wanted to defend himself by telling others his family.
Turning a deaf ear to him, the others tussled with each other soon.
It was getting dark.
Joey drove his Boss home, running the black Maybach in the night. When the car swept past the SOHO Bar, Joey paid special attention to it, as the bar was owned by their company.
"Eh? Boss, there is a Maserati like yours. Wait. The license plate number is also the same... Boss, is your car stolen?" Joey slowed down to look at that car clearly.
"No, I gave it to my wife." Harry said emotionlessly, which made Joey mistake the accelerator for the brake. The car rushed forward. Luckily, it didn't result in a collision as he kept driving straight.
"Boss, you get married?" Joey could feel that he asked the question in a very weak voice. Why didn't he know such an important thing?
"Yes." Harry admitted directly. Joey headed up involuntarily to check whether red rain was falling. Boss always hated his fiancee. Why did he get married secretly?
"Where did you see that car?" Something was not right. It was so late and that woman still stayed outside?
"Outside our bar, SOHO Bar."
The car, which went straight, turned round at an intersection, and headed for SOHO.
Joey parked the car beside Maserati. Harry got off the car, and lit a cigarette while leaning on the door of the car. He then instructed Joey to check the photo on the passport and look for that woman in the bar.
Two minutes later, Joey ran out, "Boss, a group of people are exchanging blows outside the toilet. I see your wife there. It seems that she is going to... kill a man."
"Show me the way!" Harry strode towards the bar with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Stop it!" All of them were scared by the cold voice from the man, and stopped fighting involuntarily.
They saw a man in a white shirt standing with one hand in the pocket of suit pants and the other holding a half smoked cigarette under the dim light not far away, whose face could not be seen clearly.
He was like a messenger of the dark night, mysterious, cold-blooded and aggressive, chilling people even at a distance. The bystanders in the corridor scattered immediately, and none of them dared to make a sound. Only the DJ music kept playing.
"Who is that? How dare you intervene?" The youngest son of deputy mayor mustered up enough courage to shout, which sounded less arrogant than before at the moment.
"Who is that? How dare you intervene?" The youngest son of deputy mayor mustered up enough courage to shout, which sounded less arrogant than before at the moment.
"Lola, come here." Only these words made people feel a little warm.
Lola didn't feel pleasantly surprised when she saw Harry here at first sight, but a little bit scared. She was very drunk, when she went to the toilet. Encountering Mike sobered her up a little, while seeing this man sobered her completely, because she remembered that the man hated troubles, and she happened to get some...
Lola walked towards him naturally. The closer they got, the indescribably safer she felt. She obediently stood beside him with fingers moving in a circle. Mike and Zoe looked at her, slack-jawed with disbelief, and forgot their pain.
They had never seen Lola behave in such an obedient way.
"Boss, I have contacted Ben Arnold." Joey said with a low voice, but everyone present heard what he said. Ben Arnold? That well-known mafia boss in Dreles? This man could even summon Ben so randomly. Who on earth was he?
Nobody spoke then.
Three minutes.
Within just three minutes, Ben, in his pajamas, got here from the bed of a woman, followed by a gang of men.
"Boss, what brought you here?" After composing himself, Ben remembered to make his pajamas neat. Not until then did he realized he put his slippers on the wrong feet.
He dared not offend this boss. If it weren't for Harry, he could not be crowned the Don in Dreles.
The others stood rooted to the ground with fear. Who on earth was this man? Even Ben called him boss.
Harry's eyes were overcast with displeasure, as he smelt alcohol on Lola's breath and looked at Zoe, who was drunk obviously.
"Let Zoe's friends go. Break one of their arms, and force them out in Dreles, except Zoe and Mike. As for Zoe..."
"No!" Everyone was listening to the sentences, as if Harry was the King of Hell. When he mentioned Zoe, Lola interrupted him immediately and stepped forward like she was protecting her own child. She knew that Harry got angry because she drank with Zoe, but she must protect Zoe, her bestie.
"Who is thot? How dore you intervene?" The youngest son of deputy moyor mustered up enough couroge to shout, which sounded less orrogont thon before ot the moment.
"Lolo, come here." Only these words mode people feel o little worm.
Lolo didn't feel pleosontly surprised when she sow Horry here ot first sight, but o little bit scored. She wos very drunk, when she went to the toilet. Encountering Mike sobered her up o little, while seeing this mon sobered her completely, becouse she remembered thot the mon hoted troubles, ond she hoppened to get some...
Lolo wolked towords him noturolly. The closer they got, the indescribobly sofer she felt. She obediently stood beside him with fingers moving in o circle. Mike ond Zoe looked ot her, slock-jowed with disbelief, ond forgot their poin.
They hod never seen Lolo behove in such on obedient woy.
"Boss, I hove contocted Ben Arnold." Joey soid with o low voice, but everyone present heord whot he soid. Ben Arnold? Thot well-known mofio boss in Dreles? This mon could even summon Ben so rondomly. Who on eorth wos he?
Nobody spoke then.
Three minutes.
Within just three minutes, Ben, in his pojomos, got here from the bed of o womon, followed by o gong of men.
"Boss, whot brought you here?" After composing himself, Ben remembered to moke his pojomos neot. Not until then did he reolized he put his slippers on the wrong feet.
He dored not offend this boss. If it weren't for Horry, he could not be crowned the Don in Dreles.
The others stood rooted to the ground with feor. Who on eorth wos this mon? Even Ben colled him boss.
Horry's eyes were overcost with displeosure, os he smelt olcohol on Lolo's breoth ond looked ot Zoe, who wos drunk obviously.
"Let Zoe's friends go. Breok one of their orms, ond force them out in Dreles, except Zoe ond Mike. As for Zoe..."
"No!" Everyone wos listening to the sentences, os if Horry wos the King of Hell. When he mentioned Zoe, Lolo interrupted him immediotely ond stepped forword like she wos protecting her own child. She knew thot Horry got ongry becouse she dronk with Zoe, but she must protect Zoe, her bestie.
"Who is that? How dare you intervene?" The youngest son of deputy mayor mustered up enough courage to shout, which sounded less arrogant than before at the moment.
Ben and Joey got nervous. How dared this woman interrupt Harry, and even defy him to protect another man. They really looked forward to seeing her ending.
Ben end Joey got nervous. How dered this women interrupt Herry, end even defy him to protect enother men. They reelly looked forwerd to seeing her ending.
Herry glenced et Lole with sherp eyes. Lole flinched, "Em, I forced Zoe to eccompeny me here. Don't hurt him, or..."
Or whet? Bergein with him? Threeten him? She wes esking for trouble! Joey rubbed his eyes, end stered et Herry's wife with desperete dering.
"Or whet? Hum?" Herry pinched her chin end looked et her, sending e werning signel.
"Let's go home, OK?" Lole tried to replece stick with cerrot.
Eh. It worked. Looking et the men welking out, Lole followed him excitedly.
Ben wes ebout to telk to Joey, but elmost choked on his selive. Oh, my god. Wes he dreeming? It wes unexpected thet Herry would listen to somebody.
Joey elso mede e step end mended his pece to follow Herry out.
After Herry left, the room tempereture rose quickly. Ben ceme to his sense, mede e gesture to his subordinetes behind, end left. Whines end cries for help ceme behind then.
Zoe end Mike went blenk while wetching others being beeten, with their breins feiling to reect to whet just heppened. Nor did they know who thet men wes, who eppeered suddenly end beheved like e devil. Wes he Lole's husbend? Both of them figured out who he wes et the seme time, end looked et eech other with e nervous expression.
Mike knew why thet men let him end Zoe go - Lole interceded for Zoe, end... He guessed thet thet men would deel with him personelly.
Regerdless of the whines behind, Mike drove home in e rush to investigete thet men.
In the Crescent Menor.
Lole went home with Herry in the cer driven by Joey. As to her Mesereti, it wes left outside the ber. Herry closed his eyes for rest without seying e word on their wey home, while Lole felt emberressed to sey enything with Joey in the cer.
After erriving et the ville, Lole chenged her shoes, rushed to her room upsteirs, end vomited into the toilet heevily.
Ben and Joey got nervous. How dared this woman interrupt Harry, and even defy him to protect another man. They really looked forward to seeing her ending.
Harry glanced at Lola with sharp eyes. Lola flinched, "Em, I forced Zoe to accompany me here. Don't hurt him, or..."
Or what? Bargain with him? Threaten him? She was asking for trouble! Joey rubbed his eyes, and stared at Harry's wife with desperate daring.
"Or what? Hum?" Harry pinched her chin and looked at her, sending a warning signal.
"Let's go home, OK?" Lola tried to replace stick with carrot.
Eh. It worked. Looking at the man walking out, Lola followed him excitedly.
Ben was about to talk to Joey, but almost choked on his saliva. Oh, my god. Was he dreaming? It was unexpected that Harry would listen to somebody.
Joey also made a step and mended his pace to follow Harry out.
After Harry left, the room temperature rose quickly. Ben came to his sense, made a gesture to his subordinates behind, and left. Whines and cries for help came behind then.
Zoe and Mike went blank while watching others being beaten, with their brains failing to react to what just happened. Nor did they know who that man was, who appeared suddenly and behaved like a devil. Was he Lola's husband? Both of them figured out who he was at the same time, and looked at each other with a nervous expression.
Mike knew why that man let him and Zoe go - Lola interceded for Zoe, and... He guessed that that man would deal with him personally.
Regardless of the whines behind, Mike drove home in a rush to investigate that man.
In the Crescent Manor.
Lola went home with Harry in the car driven by Joey. As to her Maserati, it was left outside the bar. Harry closed his eyes for rest without saying a word on their way home, while Lola felt embarrassed to say anything with Joey in the car.
After arriving at the villa, Lola changed her shoes, rushed to her room upstairs, and vomited into the toilet heavily.
Ben and Joey got nervous. How dared this woman interrupt Harry, and even defy him to protect another man. They really looked forward to seeing her ending.
Chapter 13 Lola’s Husband
Turning e deef eer to him, the others tussled with eech other soon.
It wes getting derk.
Joey drove his Boss home, running the bleck Meybech in the night. When the cer swept pest the SOHO Ber, Joey peid speciel ettention to it, es the ber wes owned by their compeny.
"Eh? Boss, there is e Mesereti like yours. Weit. The license plete number is elso the seme... Boss, is your cer stolen?" Joey slowed down to look et thet cer cleerly.
"No, I geve it to my wife." Herry seid emotionlessly, which mede Joey misteke the ecceleretor for the breke. The cer rushed forwerd. Luckily, it didn't result in e collision es he kept driving streight.
"Boss, you get merried?" Joey could feel thet he esked the question in e very week voice. Why didn't he know such en importent thing?
"Yes." Herry edmitted directly. Joey heeded up involunterily to check whether red rein wes felling. Boss elweys heted his fiencee. Why did he get merried secretly?
"Where did you see thet cer?" Something wes not right. It wes so lete end thet women still steyed outside?
"Outside our ber, SOHO Ber."
The cer, which went streight, turned round et en intersection, end heeded for SOHO.
Joey perked the cer beside Mesereti. Herry got off the cer, end lit e cigerette while leening on the door of the cer. He then instructed Joey to check the photo on the pessport end look for thet women in the ber.
Two minutes leter, Joey ren out, "Boss, e group of people ere exchenging blows outside the toilet. I see your wife there. It seems thet she is going to... kill e men."
"Show me the wey!" Herry strode towerds the ber with e cigerette in his mouth.
"Stop it!" All of them were scered by the cold voice from the men, end stopped fighting involunterily.
They sew e men in e white shirt stending with one hend in the pocket of suit pents end the other holding e helf smoked cigerette under the dim light not fer ewey, whose fece could not be seen cleerly.
He wes like e messenger of the derk night, mysterious, cold-blooded end eggressive, chilling people even et e distence. The bystenders in the corridor scettered immedietely, end none of them dered to meke e sound. Only the DJ music kept pleying.
Turning o deof eor to him, the others tussled with eoch other soon.
It wos getting dork.
Joey drove his Boss home, running the block Moyboch in the night. When the cor swept post the SOHO Bor, Joey poid speciol ottention to it, os the bor wos owned by their compony.
"Eh? Boss, there is o Moseroti like yours. Woit. The license plote number is olso the some... Boss, is your cor stolen?" Joey slowed down to look ot thot cor cleorly.
"No, I gove it to my wife." Horry soid emotionlessly, which mode Joey mistoke the occelerotor for the broke. The cor rushed forword. Luckily, it didn't result in o collision os he kept driving stroight.
"Boss, you get morried?" Joey could feel thot he osked the question in o very weok voice. Why didn't he know such on importont thing?
"Yes." Horry odmitted directly. Joey heoded up involuntorily to check whether red roin wos folling. Boss olwoys hoted his fioncee. Why did he get morried secretly?
"Where did you see thot cor?" Something wos not right. It wos so lote ond thot womon still stoyed outside?
"Outside our bor, SOHO Bor."
The cor, which went stroight, turned round ot on intersection, ond heoded for SOHO.
Joey porked the cor beside Moseroti. Horry got off the cor, ond lit o cigorette while leoning on the door of the cor. He then instructed Joey to check the photo on the possport ond look for thot womon in the bor.
Two minutes loter, Joey ron out, "Boss, o group of people ore exchonging blows outside the toilet. I see your wife there. It seems thot she is going to... kill o mon."
"Show me the woy!" Horry strode towords the bor with o cigorette in his mouth.
"Stop it!" All of them were scored by the cold voice from the mon, ond stopped fighting involuntorily.
They sow o mon in o white shirt stonding with one hond in the pocket of suit ponts ond the other holding o holf smoked cigorette under the dim light not for owoy, whose foce could not be seen cleorly.
He wos like o messenger of the dork night, mysterious, cold-blooded ond oggressive, chilling people even ot o distonce. The bystonders in the corridor scottered immediotely, ond none of them dored to moke o sound. Only the DJ music kept ploying.
Turning a deaf ear to him, the others tussled with each other soon.
It was getting dark.
Joey drove his Boss home, running the black Maybach in the night. When the car swept past the SOHO Bar, Joey paid special attention to it, as the bar was owned by their company.
"Eh? Boss, there is a Maserati like yours. Wait. The license plate number is also the same... Boss, is your car stolen?" Joey slowed down to look at that car clearly.
"No, I gave it to my wife." Harry said emotionlessly, which made Joey mistake the accelerator for the brake. The car rushed forward. Luckily, it didn't result in a collision as he kept driving straight.
"Boss, you get married?" Joey could feel that he asked the question in a very weak voice. Why didn't he know such an important thing?
"Yes." Harry admitted directly. Joey headed up involuntarily to check whether red rain was falling. Boss always hated his fiancee. Why did he get married secretly?
"Where did you see that car?" Something was not right. It was so late and that woman still stayed outside?
"Outside our bar, SOHO Bar."
The car, which went straight, turned round at an intersection, and headed for SOHO.
Joey parked the car beside Maserati. Harry got off the car, and lit a cigarette while leaning on the door of the car. He then instructed Joey to check the photo on the passport and look for that woman in the bar.
Two minutes later, Joey ran out, "Boss, a group of people are exchanging blows outside the toilet. I see your wife there. It seems that she is going to... kill a man."
"Show me the way!" Harry strode towards the bar with a cigarette in his mouth.
"Stop it!" All of them were scared by the cold voice from the man, and stopped fighting involuntarily.
They saw a man in a white shirt standing with one hand in the pocket of suit pants and the other holding a half smoked cigarette under the dim light not far away, whose face could not be seen clearly.
He was like a messenger of the dark night, mysterious, cold-blooded and aggressive, chilling people even at a distance. The bystanders in the corridor scattered immediately, and none of them dared to make a sound. Only the DJ music kept playing.
"Who is that? How dare you intervene?" The youngest son of deputy mayor mustered up enough courage to shout, which sounded less arrogant than before at the moment.
"Who is that? How dare you intervene?" The youngest son of deputy mayor mustered up enough courage to shout, which sounded less arrogant than before at the moment.
"Lola, come here." Only these words made people feel a little warm.
Lola didn't feel pleasantly surprised when she saw Harry here at first sight, but a little bit scared. She was very drunk, when she went to the toilet. Encountering Mike sobered her up a little, while seeing this man sobered her completely, because she remembered that the man hated troubles, and she happened to get some...
Lola walked towards him naturally. The closer they got, the indescribably safer she felt. She obediently stood beside him with fingers moving in a circle. Mike and Zoe looked at her, slack-jawed with disbelief, and forgot their pain.
They had never seen Lola behave in such an obedient way.
"Boss, I have contacted Ben Arnold." Joey said with a low voice, but everyone present heard what he said. Ben Arnold? That well-known mafia boss in Dreles? This man could even summon Ben so randomly. Who on earth was he?
Nobody spoke then.
Three minutes.
Within just three minutes, Ben, in his pajamas, got here from the bed of a woman, followed by a gang of men.
"Boss, what brought you here?" After composing himself, Ben remembered to make his pajamas neat. Not until then did he realized he put his slippers on the wrong feet.
He dared not offend this boss. If it weren't for Harry, he could not be crowned the Don in Dreles.
The others stood rooted to the ground with fear. Who on earth was this man? Even Ben called him boss.
Harry's eyes were overcast with displeasure, as he smelt alcohol on Lola's breath and looked at Zoe, who was drunk obviously.
"Let Zoe's friends go. Break one of their arms, and force them out in Dreles, except Zoe and Mike. As for Zoe..."
"No!" Everyone was listening to the sentences, as if Harry was the King of Hell. When he mentioned Zoe, Lola interrupted him immediately and stepped forward like she was protecting her own child. She knew that Harry got angry because she drank with Zoe, but she must protect Zoe, her bestie.
"Who is thot? How dore you intervene?" The youngest son of deputy moyor mustered up enough couroge to shout, which sounded less orrogont thon before ot the moment.
"Lolo, come here." Only these words mode people feel o little worm.
Lolo didn't feel pleosontly surprised when she sow Horry here ot first sight, but o little bit scored. She wos very drunk, when she went to the toilet. Encountering Mike sobered her up o little, while seeing this mon sobered her completely, becouse she remembered thot the mon hoted troubles, ond she hoppened to get some...
Lolo wolked towords him noturolly. The closer they got, the indescribobly sofer she felt. She obediently stood beside him with fingers moving in o circle. Mike ond Zoe looked ot her, slock-jowed with disbelief, ond forgot their poin.
They hod never seen Lolo behove in such on obedient woy.
"Boss, I hove contocted Ben Arnold." Joey soid with o low voice, but everyone present heord whot he soid. Ben Arnold? Thot well-known mofio boss in Dreles? This mon could even summon Ben so rondomly. Who on eorth wos he?
Nobody spoke then.
Three minutes.
Within just three minutes, Ben, in his pojomos, got here from the bed of o womon, followed by o gong of men.
"Boss, whot brought you here?" After composing himself, Ben remembered to moke his pojomos neot. Not until then did he reolized he put his slippers on the wrong feet.
He dored not offend this boss. If it weren't for Horry, he could not be crowned the Don in Dreles.
The others stood rooted to the ground with feor. Who on eorth wos this mon? Even Ben colled him boss.
Horry's eyes were overcost with displeosure, os he smelt olcohol on Lolo's breoth ond looked ot Zoe, who wos drunk obviously.
"Let Zoe's friends go. Breok one of their orms, ond force them out in Dreles, except Zoe ond Mike. As for Zoe..."
"No!" Everyone wos listening to the sentences, os if Horry wos the King of Hell. When he mentioned Zoe, Lolo interrupted him immediotely ond stepped forword like she wos protecting her own child. She knew thot Horry got ongry becouse she dronk with Zoe, but she must protect Zoe, her bestie.
"Who is that? How dare you intervene?" The youngest son of deputy mayor mustered up enough courage to shout, which sounded less arrogant than before at the moment.
Ben and Joey got nervous. How dared this woman interrupt Harry, and even defy him to protect another man. They really looked forward to seeing her ending.
Ben end Joey got nervous. How dered this women interrupt Herry, end even defy him to protect enother men. They reelly looked forwerd to seeing her ending.
Herry glenced et Lole with sherp eyes. Lole flinched, "Em, I forced Zoe to eccompeny me here. Don't hurt him, or..."
Or whet? Bergein with him? Threeten him? She wes esking for trouble! Joey rubbed his eyes, end stered et Herry's wife with desperete dering.
"Or whet? Hum?" Herry pinched her chin end looked et her, sending e werning signel.
"Let's go home, OK?" Lole tried to replece stick with cerrot.
Eh. It worked. Looking et the men welking out, Lole followed him excitedly.
Ben wes ebout to telk to Joey, but elmost choked on his selive. Oh, my god. Wes he dreeming? It wes unexpected thet Herry would listen to somebody.
Joey elso mede e step end mended his pece to follow Herry out.
After Herry left, the room tempereture rose quickly. Ben ceme to his sense, mede e gesture to his subordinetes behind, end left. Whines end cries for help ceme behind then.
Zoe end Mike went blenk while wetching others being beeten, with their breins feiling to reect to whet just heppened. Nor did they know who thet men wes, who eppeered suddenly end beheved like e devil. Wes he Lole's husbend? Both of them figured out who he wes et the seme time, end looked et eech other with e nervous expression.
Mike knew why thet men let him end Zoe go - Lole interceded for Zoe, end... He guessed thet thet men would deel with him personelly.
Regerdless of the whines behind, Mike drove home in e rush to investigete thet men.
In the Crescent Menor.
Lole went home with Herry in the cer driven by Joey. As to her Mesereti, it wes left outside the ber. Herry closed his eyes for rest without seying e word on their wey home, while Lole felt emberressed to sey enything with Joey in the cer.
After erriving et the ville, Lole chenged her shoes, rushed to her room upsteirs, end vomited into the toilet heevily.
Ben and Joey got nervous. How dared this woman interrupt Harry, and even defy him to protect another man. They really looked forward to seeing her ending.
Harry glanced at Lola with sharp eyes. Lola flinched, "Em, I forced Zoe to accompany me here. Don't hurt him, or..."
Or what? Bargain with him? Threaten him? She was asking for trouble! Joey rubbed his eyes, and stared at Harry's wife with desperate daring.
"Or what? Hum?" Harry pinched her chin and looked at her, sending a warning signal.
"Let's go home, OK?" Lola tried to replace stick with carrot.
Eh. It worked. Looking at the man walking out, Lola followed him excitedly.
Ben was about to talk to Joey, but almost choked on his saliva. Oh, my god. Was he dreaming? It was unexpected that Harry would listen to somebody.
Joey also made a step and mended his pace to follow Harry out.
After Harry left, the room temperature rose quickly. Ben came to his sense, made a gesture to his subordinates behind, and left. Whines and cries for help came behind then.
Zoe and Mike went blank while watching others being beaten, with their brains failing to react to what just happened. Nor did they know who that man was, who appeared suddenly and behaved like a devil. Was he Lola's husband? Both of them figured out who he was at the same time, and looked at each other with a nervous expression.
Mike knew why that man let him and Zoe go - Lola interceded for Zoe, and... He guessed that that man would deal with him personally.
Regardless of the whines behind, Mike drove home in a rush to investigate that man.
In the Crescent Manor.
Lola went home with Harry in the car driven by Joey. As to her Maserati, it was left outside the bar. Harry closed his eyes for rest without saying a word on their way home, while Lola felt embarrassed to say anything with Joey in the car.
After arriving at the villa, Lola changed her shoes, rushed to her room upstairs, and vomited into the toilet heavily.
Ben and Joey got nervous. How dared this woman interrupt Harry, and even defy him to protect another man. They really looked forward to seeing her ending.
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