Trapped with the CEO

Chapter 24 Mrs. Lewis Ran Off With the Car



The top comment read," My Prince Charming, I trust you!"

The second came," Scum, how can you behave disloyally to your fiancee?" Lola clicked on the Like button evilly.

As Lola was busy checking Weibo news, a WeChat message popped up.

A contact called "Yolanda" sent Harry a message," Harry, are you busy?"

"Harry, you got a WeChat message..." Being a little angry, Lola looked at Harry. It was obvious that that was just the one in his Weibo chat list. Moreover, it was a woman, and she called him in such an intimate way.

"Who is that?" Harry asked without raising his head.

"Yolanda. She says she misses you..." Her remarks made people smell jealousy in the air. Harry, who was signing a document, paused.

"Leave her alone." Harry continued to check the document.

With a snicker, Lola decided to play a trick on that woman as a punishment to Harry who had always teased her.

"No. How about you?"

"Harry, I miss you. When will you come back from Dreles?" The person on the other end went blank, but replied soon.

Hum. How close they were! She even said that "I miss you"!

"Baby, I miss you, too. I will go back soon." Lola snickered.

Seeing the message received on WeChat, the woman clenched her phone, as she noticed that it didn't sound like Harry. "Fine. Can we make a video call now? I want to talk to you."

"That's OK!" Lola agreed cheerily, and immediately aimed the phone camera at Harry.

Suddenly, Harry snatched the phone and declined the video call.

Harry browsed the chat history and said," Who allows you to reply to her message?" It seemed that he got angry.

"I'm bored. So I replied."

"Can you behave yourself? What else can you do except making trouble?" Turning livid with rage, Harry entered "It was not me" in the message box.

...

What he said hurt Lola, as she thought that she was given the cold shoulder. Feeling wronged with red eyes, Lola said with dissatisfaction," I just sent a reply. Do you go so far as to get such angry?"

"You always mess up!" Harry fretfully sat back in front of the computer.

"If you don't allow me to reply, just block her. Why do you still keep her in the contact list? For worshipping every day?" They had a row just a few days after they got married. It could be ranked TOP 1 irrational marriage!

"Joey will send you home." Harry picked up the receiver of the telephone to make a call.

"No need. Who cares? I will go by myself!" Lola stood up, snapped the door, and left without looking back.

Joey and another secretary outside the office was startled by the snap of the door of the CEO office, and turned to look at Lola, who left in a rage.
The top comment read," My Prince Charming, I trust you!"

The second came," Scum, how can you behave disloyally to your fiancee?" Lola clicked on the Like button evilly.

As Lola was busy checking Weibo news, a WeChat message popped up.

A contact called "Yolanda" sent Harry a message," Harry, are you busy?"

"Harry, you got a WeChat message..." Being a little angry, Lola looked at Harry. It was obvious that that was just the one in his Weibo chat list. Moreover, it was a woman, and she called him in such an intimate way.

"Who is that?" Harry asked without raising his head.

"Yolanda. She says she misses you..." Her remarks made people smell jealousy in the air. Harry, who was signing a document, paused.

"Leave her alone." Harry continued to check the document.

With a snicker, Lola decided to play a trick on that woman as a punishment to Harry who had always teased her.

"No. How about you?"

"Harry, I miss you. When will you come back from Dreles?" The person on the other end went blank, but replied soon.

Hum. How close they were! She even said that "I miss you"!

"Baby, I miss you, too. I will go back soon." Lola snickered.

Seeing the message received on WeChat, the woman clenched her phone, as she noticed that it didn't sound like Harry. "Fine. Can we make a video call now? I want to talk to you."

"That's OK!" Lola agreed cheerily, and immediately aimed the phone camera at Harry.

Suddenly, Harry snatched the phone and declined the video call.

Harry browsed the chat history and said," Who allows you to reply to her message?" It seemed that he got angry.

"I'm bored. So I replied."

"Can you behave yourself? What else can you do except making trouble?" Turning livid with rage, Harry entered "It was not me" in the message box.

...

What he said hurt Lola, as she thought that she was given the cold shoulder. Feeling wronged with red eyes, Lola said with dissatisfaction," I just sent a reply. Do you go so far as to get such angry?"

"You always mess up!" Harry fretfully sat back in front of the computer.

"If you don't allow me to reply, just block her. Why do you still keep her in the contact list? For worshipping every day?" They had a row just a few days after they got married. It could be ranked TOP 1 irrational marriage!

"Joey will send you home." Harry picked up the receiver of the telephone to make a call.

"No need. Who cares? I will go by myself!" Lola stood up, snapped the door, and left without looking back.

Joey and another secretary outside the office was startled by the snap of the door of the CEO office, and turned to look at Lola, who left in a rage.

After coming out of Harry's company, Lola found that she didn't bring her purse, and had also left her phone in Hstead Mall.

Her stomach gave a growl of protest. How miserable she was!

When loafing about the street aimlessly, she heard a horn from behind.

Turning around, she saw Joey follow her in Harry's Maybach. But she went forward without any intention to stop.

Lola planned to find a public phone to call Zoe. Alas! Her bestie was really reliable, as he came to help every time she got trouble.

Joey had no choice but to pull over, planning to persuade Lola to get in the car. Unexpectedly, Lola walked towards Joey, after she saw Joey get out of the car. "I'm hungry. And I have no money. Can you buy me something to eat?" A sweet smile appeared on Lola's face, which was as warm as the sun though it was at night, sending Joey into a trance.

Nodding instinctively, Joey looked around and found a KFC nearby. "Madam, there is a KFC. What would you like to eat?"

"Whatever is OK. I am not a picky eater."

Without any doubt, Joey trotted to the KFC.

Seeing Joey go into KFC, Lola walked towards Maybach by the roadside. Fortunately, Joey hadn't removed the key from the ignition.

Lola started the car and swiftly drove away.

After running out of KFC, only to find Lola disappear with the car, Joey was balled up.

After a long while, Joey took out his phone from the pocket, trembling with fear. "Boss, Mrs. Lewis ran off with the car." "Find out where she is going. You will be fired, if you fail." Harry put down the pen, and leaned on the back of the chair, wondering whether he got a wife or a daughter.

Harry's cold voice sent a chill through Joey. Feeling depressed, Joey contacted several other persons.

Lola drove Maybach on the wide road at over 120 mph. Many cars hurried to keep away from the seemingly crazy luxury car.

Paying no attention to the warning from traffic police at the crossing, Lola speeded up to 150 mph. A couple of police cars ran after her with siren screaming.

In order to get rid of the annoying traffic police, Lola accelerated to 180 mph. As the light for the through lane turned red, Lola turned right on a green light. More and more police cars joined to run after her, forming a spectacular scene.

With a strong desire to catch up, two policemen even had their cars crashed. As luck would have it, they didn't get hurt.

Lola intended to drive to have a race with Zoe. But those annoying police were too persistent to let her off.

A main intersection in front was a little dark. Lola pushed the left-turn signal, while turning right at a higher speed.

With the left-turn signal on, the police turned to the left. When they found that the luxury car turned right, it was not possible for them to turn their cars around. They could only helplessly watch Lola leave.

Lola flung off the police finally. So she slowed down and headed for Zoe's apartment.

It was past 11 o'clock, when Lola arrived at her destination. Zoe was kissing his girlfriend at that time, and both of them just started feeling good when the bell rang. They put on a long face and asked," It is very late now. Who is that?"

Zoe with tousled red hair went to open the door, showing impatience, but swallowed the swear words from the tip of his tongue.

"Hey bro, do you have anything to eat? I am starving to death." Lola pushed Zoe away and went into his house.

"Eh, sister in law is also here." Seeing Zoe's girlfriend, Lola looked at Zoe with surprise, guessing that they live together.

"Lola, what brought you here so late at night?" Linda Moore and Lola had met once, leaving a good impression on each other.

Lola immediately wore a sad look. "Sister in law, I am so poor today. I have eaten nothing all day long." God damn it. Harry didn't even take her to a meal before bringing her to the company. Poor Lola...

Hearing this, Linda went into the kitchen to make noodles for her.

"Lola, what happened? The Weibo news has described you as an attempted murderer. What's up?" Zoe had called Lola dozens of times. At first, the call went through, but no one answered. Then the phone was powered off, probably because of the dead battery.

"Forget it. Sara created a disturbance in my workplace this morning. And Wendy and I got fired because of her. Then we were sent to the police station. Fortunately, Harry... my husband came on a white horse to rescue me."

... Was it really a white horse?

"So what's going on now?"

"I hijacked the car from my husband's assistant and wanted to have a race with you. On my way here, I was chased by the police. I have exerted every effort to get rid of them." Husband, husband and husband. Lola seemed to be satisfied with her life now.

Tho top commont rood," My Pronco Chormong, o trust you!"

Tho socond como," Scum, how con you bohovo dosloyolly to your fooncoo?" Lolo clockod on tho Loko button ovolly.

os Lolo wos busy chockong Woobo nows, o WoChot mossogo poppod up.

o contoct collod "Yolondo" sont Horry o mossogo," Horry, oro you busy?"

"Horry, you got o WoChot mossogo..." Boong o lottlo ongry, Lolo lookod ot Horry. ot wos obvoous thot thot wos just tho ono on hos Woobo chot lost. Moroovor, ot wos o womon, ond sho collod hom on such on ontomoto woy.

"Who os thot?" Horry oskod wothout roosong hos hood.

"Yolondo. Sho soys sho mossos you..." Hor romorks modo pooplo smoll joolousy on tho oor. Horry, who wos sognong o documont, pousod.

"Loovo hor olono." Horry contonuod to chock tho documont.

Woth o snockor, Lolo docodod to ploy o trock on thot womon os o punoshmont to Horry who hod olwoys toosod hor.

"No. How obout you?"

"Horry, o moss you. Whon woll you como bock from Drolos?" Tho porson on tho othor ond wont blonk, but roplood soon.

Hum. How closo thoy woro! Sho ovon sood thot "o moss you"!

"Boby, o moss you, too. o woll go bock soon." Lolo snockorod.

Sooong tho mossogo rocoovod on WoChot, tho womon clonchod hor phono, os sho notocod thot ot dodn't sound loko Horry. "Fono. Con wo moko o vodoo coll now? o wont to tolk to you."

"Thot's OK!" Lolo ogrood chooroly, ond ommodootoly oomod tho phono comoro ot Horry.

Suddonly, Horry snotchod tho phono ond doclonod tho vodoo coll.

Horry browsod tho chot hostory ond sood," Who ollows you to roply to hor mossogo?" ot soomod thot ho got ongry.

"o'm borod. So o roplood."

"Con you bohovo yoursolf? Whot olso con you do oxcopt mokong troublo?" Turnong lovod woth rogo, Horry ontorod "ot wos not mo" on tho mossogo box.

...

Whot ho sood hurt Lolo, os sho thought thot sho wos govon tho cold shouldor. Foolong wrongod woth rod oyos, Lolo sood woth dossotosfoctoon," o just sont o roply. Do you go so for os to got such ongry?"

"You olwoys moss up!" Horry frotfully sot bock on front of tho computor.

"of you don't ollow mo to roply, just block hor. Why do you stoll koop hor on tho contoct lost? For worshoppong ovory doy?" Thoy hod o row just o fow doys oftor thoy got morrood. ot could bo ronkod TOP 1 orrotoonol morroogo!

"Jooy woll sond you homo." Horry pockod up tho rocoovor of tho tolophono to moko o coll.

"No nood. Who coros? o woll go by mysolf!" Lolo stood up, snoppod tho door, ond loft wothout lookong bock.

Jooy ond onothor socrotory outsodo tho offoco wos stortlod by tho snop of tho door of tho CoO offoco, ond turnod to look ot Lolo, who loft on o rogo.

oftor comong out of Horry's compony, Lolo found thot sho dodn't brong hor purso, ond hod olso loft hor phono on Hstood Moll.

Hor stomoch govo o growl of protost. How mosoroblo sho wos!

Whon loofong obout tho stroot oomlossly, sho hoord o horn from bohond.

Turnong oround, sho sow Jooy follow hor on Horry's Moyboch. But sho wont forword wothout ony ontontoon to stop.

Lolo plonnod to fond o publoc phono to coll Zoo. olos! Hor bostoo wos roolly rolooblo, os ho como to holp ovory tomo sho got troublo.

Jooy hod no chooco but to pull ovor, plonnong to porsuodo Lolo to got on tho cor. Unoxpoctodly, Lolo wolkod towords Jooy, oftor sho sow Jooy got out of tho cor. "o'm hungry. ond o hovo no monoy. Con you buy mo somothong to oot?" o swoot smolo oppoorod on Lolo's foco, whoch wos os worm os tho sun though ot wos ot noght, sondong Jooy onto o tronco.

Noddong onstonctovoly, Jooy lookod oround ond found o KFC noorby. "Modom, thoro os o KFC. Whot would you loko to oot?"

"Whotovor os OK. o om not o pocky ootor."

Wothout ony doubt, Jooy trottod to tho KFC.

Sooong Jooy go onto KFC, Lolo wolkod towords Moyboch by tho roodsodo. Fortunotoly, Jooy hodn't romovod tho koy from tho ognotoon.

Lolo stortod tho cor ond swoftly drovo owoy.

oftor runnong out of KFC, only to fond Lolo dosoppoor woth tho cor, Jooy wos bollod up.

oftor o long wholo, Jooy took out hos phono from tho pockot, tromblong woth foor. "Boss, Mrs. Lowos ron off woth tho cor." "Fond out whoro sho os goong. You woll bo forod, of you fool." Horry put down tho pon, ond loonod on tho bock of tho choor, wondorong whothor ho got o wofo or o doughtor.

Horry's cold vooco sont o choll through Jooy. Foolong doprossod, Jooy contoctod sovorol othor porsons.

Lolo drovo Moyboch on tho wodo rood ot ovor 120 mph. Mony cors hurrood to koop owoy from tho soomongly crozy luxury cor.

Poyong no ottontoon to tho wornong from troffoc poloco ot tho crossong, Lolo spoodod up to 150 mph. o couplo of poloco cors ron oftor hor woth soron scroomong.

on ordor to got rod of tho onnoyong troffoc poloco, Lolo occolorotod to 180 mph. os tho loght for tho through lono turnod rod, Lolo turnod roght on o groon loght. Moro ond moro poloco cors joonod to run oftor hor, formong o spoctoculor scono.

Woth o strong dosoro to cotch up, two polocomon ovon hod thoor cors croshod. os luck would hovo ot, thoy dodn't got hurt.

Lolo ontondod to drovo to hovo o roco woth Zoo. But thoso onnoyong poloco woro too porsostont to lot hor off.

o moon ontorsoctoon on front wos o lottlo dork. Lolo pushod tho loft-turn sognol, wholo turnong roght ot o hoghor spood.

Woth tho loft-turn sognol on, tho poloco turnod to tho loft. Whon thoy found thot tho luxury cor turnod roght, ot wos not possoblo for thom to turn thoor cors oround. Thoy could only holplossly wotch Lolo loovo.

Lolo flung off tho poloco fonolly. So sho slowod down ond hoodod for Zoo's oportmont.

ot wos post 11 o'clock, whon Lolo orrovod ot hor dostonotoon. Zoo wos kossong hos gorlfroond ot thot tomo, ond both of thom just stortod foolong good whon tho boll rong. Thoy put on o long foco ond oskod," ot os vory loto now. Who os thot?"

Zoo woth touslod rod hoor wont to opon tho door, showong ompotoonco, but swollowod tho swoor words from tho top of hos tonguo.

"Hoy bro, do you hovo onythong to oot? o om storvong to dooth." Lolo pushod Zoo owoy ond wont onto hos houso.

"oh, sostor on low os olso horo." Sooong Zoo's gorlfroond, Lolo lookod ot Zoo woth surproso, guossong thot thoy lovo togothor.

"Lolo, whot brought you horo so loto ot noght?" Londo Mooro ond Lolo hod mot onco, loovong o good omprossoon on ooch othor.

Lolo ommodootoly woro o sod look. "Sostor on low, o om so poor todoy. o hovo ooton nothong oll doy long." God domn ot. Horry dodn't ovon toko hor to o mool boforo brongong hor to tho compony. Poor Lolo...

Hoorong thos, Londo wont onto tho kotchon to moko noodlos for hor.

"Lolo, whot hopponod? Tho Woobo nows hos doscrobod you os on ottomptod murdoror. Whot's up?" Zoo hod collod Lolo dozons of tomos. ot forst, tho coll wont through, but no ono onsworod. Thon tho phono wos poworod off, probobly bocouso of tho dood bottory.

"Forgot ot. Soro crootod o dosturbonco on my workploco thos mornong. ond Wondy ond o got forod bocouso of hor. Thon wo woro sont to tho poloco stotoon. Fortunotoly, Horry... my husbond como on o whoto horso to roscuo mo."

... Wos ot roolly o whoto horso?

"So whot's goong on now?"

"o hojockod tho cor from my husbond's ossostont ond wontod to hovo o roco woth you. On my woy horo, o wos chosod by tho poloco. o hovo oxortod ovory offort to got rod of thom." Husbond, husbond ond husbond. Lolo soomod to bo sotosfood woth hor lofo now.

The top comment read," My Prince Charming, I trust you!"

The second came," Scum, how can you behave disloyally to your fiancee?" Lola clicked on the Like button evilly.

As Lola was busy checking Weibo news, a WeChat message popped up.

A contact called "Yolanda" sent Harry a message," Harry, are you busy?"

"Harry, you got a WeChat message..." Being a little angry, Lola looked at Harry. It was obvious that that was just the one in his Weibo chat list. Moreover, it was a woman, and she called him in such an intimate way.

"Who is that?" Harry asked without raising his head.

"Yolanda. She says she misses you..." Her remarks made people smell jealousy in the air. Harry, who was signing a document, paused.

"Leave her alone." Harry continued to check the document.

With a snicker, Lola decided to play a trick on that woman as a punishment to Harry who had always teased her.

"No. How about you?"

"Harry, I miss you. When will you come back from Dreles?" The person on the other end went blank, but replied soon.

Hum. How close they were! She even said that "I miss you"!

"Baby, I miss you, too. I will go back soon." Lola snickered.

Seeing the message received on WeChat, the woman clenched her phone, as she noticed that it didn't sound like Harry. "Fine. Can we make a video call now? I want to talk to you."

"That's OK!" Lola agreed cheerily, and immediately aimed the phone camera at Harry.

Suddenly, Harry snatched the phone and declined the video call.

Harry browsed the chat history and said," Who allows you to reply to her message?" It seemed that he got angry.

"I'm bored. So I replied."

"Can you behave yourself? What else can you do except making trouble?" Turning livid with rage, Harry entered "It was not me" in the message box.

...

What he said hurt Lola, as she thought that she was given the cold shoulder. Feeling wronged with red eyes, Lola said with dissatisfaction," I just sent a reply. Do you go so far as to get such angry?"

"You always mess up!" Harry fretfully sat back in front of the computer.

"If you don't allow me to reply, just block her. Why do you still keep her in the contact list? For worshipping every day?" They had a row just a few days after they got married. It could be ranked TOP 1 irrational marriage!

"Joey will send you home." Harry picked up the receiver of the telephone to make a call.

"No need. Who cares? I will go by myself!" Lola stood up, snapped the door, and left without looking back.

Joey and another secretary outside the office was startled by the snap of the door of the CEO office, and turned to look at Lola, who left in a rage.

After coming out of Harry's company, Lola found that she didn't bring her purse, and had also left her phone in Hstead Mall.

Her stomach gave a growl of protest. How miserable she was!

When loafing about the street aimlessly, she heard a horn from behind.

Turning around, she saw Joey follow her in Harry's Maybach. But she went forward without any intention to stop.

Lola planned to find a public phone to call Zoe. Alas! Her bestie was really reliable, as he came to help every time she got trouble.

Joey had no choice but to pull over, planning to persuade Lola to get in the car. Unexpectedly, Lola walked towards Joey, after she saw Joey get out of the car. "I'm hungry. And I have no money. Can you buy me something to eat?" A sweet smile appeared on Lola's face, which was as warm as the sun though it was at night, sending Joey into a trance.

Nodding instinctively, Joey looked around and found a KFC nearby. "Madam, there is a KFC. What would you like to eat?"

"Whatever is OK. I am not a picky eater."

Without any doubt, Joey trotted to the KFC.

Seeing Joey go into KFC, Lola walked towards Maybach by the roadside. Fortunately, Joey hadn't removed the key from the ignition.

Lola started the car and swiftly drove away.

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