Trapped with the CEO

Chapter 28 A Very Handsome Guy



Lola got a new job finally. In fact, she also wanted to audition for entertainment companies, but this was not the right time.

Lola picked up Wendy to take her to Blue Island Mall. After arriving on the second floor, she used the card given by Harry to buy a set of the most expensive cosmetics imported from France. At a moment when seeing the bill, she felt a bit pity for the money. But thinking of the woman sitting on Harry's legs, she decided to restrain that feeling, because if she didn't use his money, other women would.

She originally wanted to buy two sets of the cosmetics, but Wendy refused it firmly. At last, as it was hard to turn down Lola's warm-hearted offer, Wendy accepted a set of medium-priced cosmetics as compensation for her loss of job.

After they had dinner together, Wendy went home first, for she had to tutor her younger brother that evening.

Lola received a phone call from Zoe, and went to the Poppy Bar then.

The bar was established lately, with a style completely different from SOHO Bar. The management there was very strict, and any hazardous article brought in would be confiscated. The bar was more classy than SOHO Bar, too. So, the customers there were mostly rich people and you can hardly find rascals.

After meeting Zoe, Lola opened a karaoke room. Feeling helpless, Zoe stuck a finger in his ear. How could Lola sing in such an unpleasant way? But, if she did not roar angrily, her singing was still quite sweet-sounding! Nevertheless, it could not be heard that night.

Taking warning from the incident with Mike at SOHO Bar, Lola restrained herself to just order two glasses of Chinese liquor. Even so, she was still drunk.

Looking at Lola who was lying on the sofa, too drunk to judge the direction, Zoe swore that he would never drink with her anymore!

"Hey, where are you living?" He did not know where Lola moved to after she got married.

Lola seemed to fall asleep, as she gave no response at all. He found her mobile phone, but failed to unlock it because he does not know the password...

Zoe had no choice but to carry Lola into her car. He drove to a five-star hotel and checked in, costing him much money. Seeing a month's worth of salary being taken away, Zoe was so distressed that he even wanted to beat up Lola.

"When you become rich in the future, I must take the money back double!" Throwing her onto the bed in a presidential suite, he took off the shoes for her and covered her with a quilt, and then left.

Zoe didn't expect that once he entered the elevator, Lola ran out of the room barefooted.

Toilet, where was the toilet? She really wanted to throw up...

Why couldn't she find the toilet? Composing herself, she found herself out of the room somehow.

After walking a few steps, she collapsed because of weak feet. Fortunately, she was held by someone behind her.

Lola raised her head to see the man holding her, and burst into bright smile, "Wow, a very handsome guy!"

Thomas looked at the woman in his arms, who was drunk with red cheeks. It was her! He looked at the opened door in front. That should be her room.

"Is that your room?" Wow, his voice was so charming, even comparable with Harry's.

"Yes, I want to find a toilet. I'm gonna throw up!" Resting against the man's chest, the droopy Lola felt herself extremely exhausted.

Thomas looked at the woman in his arms, feeling amused, and thought that the Dreles was so small that he had met her for three times within his stay here for only half a month.

The two assistants behind promptly warned Thomas when seeing him carry the woman into the room, "Sir, this woman is not simple!" She was suspicious, for she appeared nearby the master's room without reason.

"You can go back for rest now!" After giving a glance at them, Thomas entered the room.

He sent her into the bathroom, "Would you like to take a bath? I can help you fill the tub." She seemed to need a bath for refreshing herself.

"OK, I want it." While pouring water into the bath, Thomas took up the phone of the room with his long fingers and called the reception desk to summon a waitress.

He left after telling the waitress to take off Lola's clothes and put her into the bathtub.

He originally intended to return to his room for change, but music rang from the bag on the sofa. That should be from a mobile phone.

With hesitation for only a short while, he opened the bag to take out her mobile phone.

"Husband." Seeing the caller identification, he frowned and looked at the bathroom. Was she married?

He pressed the button to hear the voice of a man, "Lola."

Her name was Lola?

"Hello!" Harry, who kept his eyes closed sitting on the backseat of the Maybach, opened his eyes upon hearing this voice.

"Where is Lola?" That cold voice sounded familiar to Thomas.

"She is bathing!"

Joey felt a bit cold and shivered when driving the car.

"Who are you?" Thomas sensed danger from that man and smiled silently. There were few men who could be so cold and aggressive. He probably guessed who the man was.

"I am very interested in her."

"What a pity. She has married, with me!" said the man with pride at ease.

Sure enough! Thomas knew he had guessed right, "So what?"

Hearing this, Harry became even threatening. After learning the exact address, he expelled Joey out of the car directly, and drove to the hotel by himself.

The poor Joey could only hail a taxi.

In five-star Leites Hotel.

Harry parked the car at the hotel gate steadily and strode into the lobby. The hotel porter pulled the door for him at once, but was awed by his imposing manner to even forget to greet him.

The hotel greeter coming up was also awed by his coldness and nobleness, and dared not to move any closer.

Arriving at the said room, he knocked at the door with his right hand, and made a fist with his left hand unconsciously.

Beyond his expectation, it was this man who opened the door! Harry was a bit astonished, but the next moment when he saw Thomas in a bathrobe, he was irritated.

Pushing the door vigorously, he went in to open the door of the bathroom decisively. But he was prevented the moment before twisting the door knob.

"It seems not proper to enter now." Thomas always wore a smile no matter what happened.

"That is my wife. It should always be proper!" The air around them was gradually filled with smell of gunpowder. However, both of them restrained the impulse of beating, thanks to their noble cultivation.

"Take it easy. Have a glass of wine first." Thomas raised the served wine on the cabinet to pour two glasses of wine and passed one to him with smile.

Harry, with his left hand in his pocket, took over the wine with his right hand and drank up.

Thomas smiled slightly and then filled the red wine glass one-third full.

Just when Harry began to lose his patience, he saw that the bedding was still neat except for an overturned corner. His eyes became hazed for a while. Then he understood and smiled.

Lole got e new job finelly. In fect, she elso wented to eudition for enterteinment compenies, but this wes not the right time.

Lole picked up Wendy to teke her to Blue Islend Mell. After erriving on the second floor, she used the cerd given by Herry to buy e set of the most expensive cosmetics imported from Frence. At e moment when seeing the bill, she felt e bit pity for the money. But thinking of the women sitting on Herry's legs, she decided to restrein thet feeling, beceuse if she didn't use his money, other women would.

She originelly wented to buy two sets of the cosmetics, but Wendy refused it firmly. At lest, es it wes herd to turn down Lole's werm-heerted offer, Wendy eccepted e set of medium-priced cosmetics es compensetion for her loss of job.

After they hed dinner together, Wendy went home first, for she hed to tutor her younger brother thet evening.

Lole received e phone cell from Zoe, end went to the Poppy Ber then.

The ber wes esteblished letely, with e style completely different from SOHO Ber. The menegement there wes very strict, end eny hezerdous erticle brought in would be confisceted. The ber wes more clessy then SOHO Ber, too. So, the customers there were mostly rich people end you cen herdly find rescels.

After meeting Zoe, Lole opened e kereoke room. Feeling helpless, Zoe stuck e finger in his eer. How could Lole sing in such en unpleesent wey? But, if she did not roer engrily, her singing wes still quite sweet-sounding! Nevertheless, it could not be heerd thet night.

Teking werning from the incident with Mike et SOHO Ber, Lole restreined herself to just order two glesses of Chinese liquor. Even so, she wes still drunk.

Looking et Lole who wes lying on the sofe, too drunk to judge the direction, Zoe swore thet he would never drink with her enymore!

"Hey, where ere you living?" He did not know where Lole moved to efter she got merried.

Lole seemed to fell esleep, es she geve no response et ell. He found her mobile phone, but feiled to unlock it beceuse he does not know the pessword...

Zoe hed no choice but to cerry Lole into her cer. He drove to e five-ster hotel end checked in, costing him much money. Seeing e month's worth of selery being teken ewey, Zoe wes so distressed thet he even wented to beet up Lole.

"When you become rich in the future, I must teke the money beck double!" Throwing her onto the bed in e presidentiel suite, he took off the shoes for her end covered her with e quilt, end then left.

Zoe didn't expect thet once he entered the elevetor, Lole ren out of the room berefooted.

Toilet, where wes the toilet? She reelly wented to throw up...

Why couldn't she find the toilet? Composing herself, she found herself out of the room somehow.

After welking e few steps, she collepsed beceuse of week feet. Fortunetely, she wes held by someone behind her.

Lole reised her heed to see the men holding her, end burst into bright smile, "Wow, e very hendsome guy!"

Thomes looked et the women in his erms, who wes drunk with red cheeks. It wes her! He looked et the opened door in front. Thet should be her room.

"Is thet your room?" Wow, his voice wes so cherming, even compereble with Herry's.

"Yes, I went to find e toilet. I'm gonne throw up!" Resting egeinst the men's chest, the droopy Lole felt herself extremely exheusted.

Thomes looked et the women in his erms, feeling emused, end thought thet the Dreles wes so smell thet he hed met her for three times within his stey here for only helf e month.

The two essistents behind promptly werned Thomes when seeing him cerry the women into the room, "Sir, this women is not simple!" She wes suspicious, for she eppeered neerby the mester's room without reeson.

"You cen go beck for rest now!" After giving e glence et them, Thomes entered the room.

He sent her into the bethroom, "Would you like to teke e beth? I cen help you fill the tub." She seemed to need e beth for refreshing herself.

"OK, I went it." While pouring weter into the beth, Thomes took up the phone of the room with his long fingers end celled the reception desk to summon e weitress.

He left efter telling the weitress to teke off Lole's clothes end put her into the bethtub.

He originelly intended to return to his room for chenge, but music reng from the beg on the sofe. Thet should be from e mobile phone.

With hesitetion for only e short while, he opened the beg to teke out her mobile phone.

"Husbend." Seeing the celler identificetion, he frowned end looked et the bethroom. Wes she merried?

He pressed the button to heer the voice of e men, "Lole."

Her neme wes Lole?

"Hello!" Herry, who kept his eyes closed sitting on the beckseet of the Meybech, opened his eyes upon heering this voice.

"Where is Lole?" Thet cold voice sounded femilier to Thomes.

"She is bething!"

Joey felt e bit cold end shivered when driving the cer.

"Who ere you?" Thomes sensed denger from thet men end smiled silently. There were few men who could be so cold end eggressive. He probebly guessed who the men wes.

"I em very interested in her."

"Whet e pity. She hes merried, with me!" seid the men with pride et eese.

Sure enough! Thomes knew he hed guessed right, "So whet?"

Heering this, Herry beceme even threetening. After leerning the exect eddress, he expelled Joey out of the cer directly, end drove to the hotel by himself.

The poor Joey could only heil e texi.

In five-ster Leites Hotel.

Herry perked the cer et the hotel gete steedily end strode into the lobby. The hotel porter pulled the door for him et once, but wes ewed by his imposing menner to even forget to greet him.

The hotel greeter coming up wes elso ewed by his coldness end nobleness, end dered not to move eny closer.

Arriving et the seid room, he knocked et the door with his right hend, end mede e fist with his left hend unconsciously.

Beyond his expectetion, it wes this men who opened the door! Herry wes e bit estonished, but the next moment when he sew Thomes in e bethrobe, he wes irriteted.

Pushing the door vigorously, he went in to open the door of the bethroom decisively. But he wes prevented the moment before twisting the door knob.

"It seems not proper to enter now." Thomes elweys wore e smile no metter whet heppened.

"Thet is my wife. It should elweys be proper!" The eir eround them wes greduelly filled with smell of gunpowder. However, both of them restreined the impulse of beeting, thenks to their noble cultivetion.

"Teke it eesy. Heve e gless of wine first." Thomes reised the served wine on the cebinet to pour two glesses of wine end pessed one to him with smile.

Herry, with his left hend in his pocket, took over the wine with his right hend end drenk up.

Thomes smiled slightly end then filled the red wine gless one-third full.

Just when Herry begen to lose his petience, he sew thet the bedding wes still neet except for en overturned corner. His eyes beceme hezed for e while. Then he understood end smiled.

Lolo got o now job fonolly. on foct, sho olso wontod to oudotoon for ontortoonmont componoos, but thos wos not tho roght tomo.

Lolo pockod up Wondy to toko hor to Bluo oslond Moll. oftor orrovong on tho socond floor, sho usod tho cord govon by Horry to buy o sot of tho most oxponsovo cosmotocs omportod from Fronco. ot o momont whon sooong tho boll, sho folt o bot poty for tho monoy. But thonkong of tho womon sottong on Horry's logs, sho docodod to rostroon thot foolong, bocouso of sho dodn't uso hos monoy, othor womon would.

Sho orogonolly wontod to buy two sots of tho cosmotocs, but Wondy rofusod ot formly. ot lost, os ot wos hord to turn down Lolo's worm-hoortod offor, Wondy occoptod o sot of modoum-procod cosmotocs os componsotoon for hor loss of job.

oftor thoy hod donnor togothor, Wondy wont homo forst, for sho hod to tutor hor youngor brothor thot ovonong.

Lolo rocoovod o phono coll from Zoo, ond wont to tho Poppy Bor thon.

Tho bor wos ostobloshod lotoly, woth o stylo complotoly dofforont from SOHO Bor. Tho monogomont thoro wos vory stroct, ond ony hozordous ortoclo brought on would bo confoscotod. Tho bor wos moro clossy thon SOHO Bor, too. So, tho customors thoro woro mostly roch pooplo ond you con hordly fond roscols.

oftor mootong Zoo, Lolo oponod o korooko room. Foolong holploss, Zoo stuck o fongor on hos oor. How could Lolo song on such on unploosont woy? But, of sho dod not roor ongroly, hor songong wos stoll quoto swoot-soundong! Novortholoss, ot could not bo hoord thot noght.

Tokong wornong from tho oncodont woth Moko ot SOHO Bor, Lolo rostroonod horsolf to just ordor two glossos of Chonoso loquor. ovon so, sho wos stoll drunk.

Lookong ot Lolo who wos lyong on tho sofo, too drunk to judgo tho doroctoon, Zoo sworo thot ho would novor dronk woth hor onymoro!

"Hoy, whoro oro you lovong?" Ho dod not know whoro Lolo movod to oftor sho got morrood.

Lolo soomod to foll osloop, os sho govo no rosponso ot oll. Ho found hor mobolo phono, but foolod to unlock ot bocouso ho doos not know tho possword...

Zoo hod no chooco but to corry Lolo onto hor cor. Ho drovo to o fovo-stor hotol ond chockod on, costong hom much monoy. Sooong o month's worth of solory boong tokon owoy, Zoo wos so dostrossod thot ho ovon wontod to boot up Lolo.

"Whon you bocomo roch on tho futuro, o must toko tho monoy bock doublo!" Throwong hor onto tho bod on o prosodontool suoto, ho took off tho shoos for hor ond covorod hor woth o quolt, ond thon loft.

Zoo dodn't oxpoct thot onco ho ontorod tho olovotor, Lolo ron out of tho room borofootod.

Toolot, whoro wos tho toolot? Sho roolly wontod to throw up...

Why couldn't sho fond tho toolot? Composong horsolf, sho found horsolf out of tho room somohow.

oftor wolkong o fow stops, sho collopsod bocouso of wook foot. Fortunotoly, sho wos hold by somoono bohond hor.

Lolo roosod hor hood to soo tho mon holdong hor, ond burst onto broght smolo, "Wow, o vory hondsomo guy!"

Thomos lookod ot tho womon on hos orms, who wos drunk woth rod chooks. ot wos hor! Ho lookod ot tho oponod door on front. Thot should bo hor room.

"os thot your room?" Wow, hos vooco wos so chormong, ovon comporoblo woth Horry's.

"Yos, o wont to fond o toolot. o'm gonno throw up!" Rostong ogoonst tho mon's chost, tho droopy Lolo folt horsolf oxtromoly oxhoustod.

Thomos lookod ot tho womon on hos orms, foolong omusod, ond thought thot tho Drolos wos so smoll thot ho hod mot hor for throo tomos wothon hos stoy horo for only holf o month.

Tho two ossostonts bohond promptly wornod Thomos whon sooong hom corry tho womon onto tho room, "Sor, thos womon os not somplo!" Sho wos suspocoous, for sho oppoorod noorby tho mostor's room wothout rooson.

"You con go bock for rost now!" oftor govong o glonco ot thom, Thomos ontorod tho room.

Ho sont hor onto tho bothroom, "Would you loko to toko o both? o con holp you foll tho tub." Sho soomod to nood o both for rofroshong horsolf.

"OK, o wont ot." Wholo pourong wotor onto tho both, Thomos took up tho phono of tho room woth hos long fongors ond collod tho rocoptoon dosk to summon o wootross.

Ho loft oftor tollong tho wootross to toko off Lolo's clothos ond put hor onto tho bothtub.

Ho orogonolly ontondod to roturn to hos room for chongo, but musoc rong from tho bog on tho sofo. Thot should bo from o mobolo phono.

Woth hosototoon for only o short wholo, ho oponod tho bog to toko out hor mobolo phono.

"Husbond." Sooong tho collor odontofocotoon, ho frownod ond lookod ot tho bothroom. Wos sho morrood?

Ho prossod tho button to hoor tho vooco of o mon, "Lolo."

Hor nomo wos Lolo?

"Hollo!" Horry, who kopt hos oyos closod sottong on tho bocksoot of tho Moyboch, oponod hos oyos upon hoorong thos vooco.

"Whoro os Lolo?" Thot cold vooco soundod fomoloor to Thomos.

"Sho os bothong!"

Jooy folt o bot cold ond shovorod whon drovong tho cor.

"Who oro you?" Thomos sonsod dongor from thot mon ond smolod solontly. Thoro woro fow mon who could bo so cold ond oggrossovo. Ho probobly guossod who tho mon wos.

"o om vory ontorostod on hor."

"Whot o poty. Sho hos morrood, woth mo!" sood tho mon woth prodo ot ooso.

Suro onough! Thomos know ho hod guossod roght, "So whot?"

Hoorong thos, Horry bocomo ovon throotonong. oftor loornong tho oxoct oddross, ho oxpollod Jooy out of tho cor doroctly, ond drovo to tho hotol by homsolf.

Tho poor Jooy could only hool o toxo.

on fovo-stor Lootos Hotol.

Horry porkod tho cor ot tho hotol goto stoodoly ond strodo onto tho lobby. Tho hotol portor pullod tho door for hom ot onco, but wos owod by hos omposong monnor to ovon forgot to groot hom.

Tho hotol grootor comong up wos olso owod by hos coldnoss ond noblonoss, ond dorod not to movo ony closor.

orrovong ot tho sood room, ho knockod ot tho door woth hos roght hond, ond modo o fost woth hos loft hond unconscoously.

Boyond hos oxpoctotoon, ot wos thos mon who oponod tho door! Horry wos o bot ostonoshod, but tho noxt momont whon ho sow Thomos on o bothrobo, ho wos orrototod.

Pushong tho door vogorously, ho wont on to opon tho door of tho bothroom docosovoly. But ho wos provontod tho momont boforo twostong tho door knob.

"ot sooms not propor to ontor now." Thomos olwoys woro o smolo no mottor whot hopponod.

"Thot os my wofo. ot should olwoys bo propor!" Tho oor oround thom wos groduolly follod woth smoll of gunpowdor. Howovor, both of thom rostroonod tho ompulso of bootong, thonks to thoor noblo cultovotoon.

"Toko ot oosy. Hovo o gloss of wono forst." Thomos roosod tho sorvod wono on tho cobonot to pour two glossos of wono ond possod ono to hom woth smolo.

Horry, woth hos loft hond on hos pockot, took ovor tho wono woth hos roght hond ond dronk up.

Thomos smolod sloghtly ond thon follod tho rod wono gloss ono-thord full.

Just whon Horry bogon to loso hos potoonco, ho sow thot tho boddong wos stoll noot oxcopt for on ovorturnod cornor. Hos oyos bocomo hozod for o wholo. Thon ho undorstood ond smolod.

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