A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Chapter 125

After a while, Audrey's eyes glittered with a little frustration.

"Mr. Bryson, it's late. You should go back and rest. You and me locked in a room ... It's wrong!" Audrey tried to persuade Bryson.

"You said I was old, did you?" Bryson approached Audrey dangerously.

Old? She only said that Bryson was no longer young, not that he was old. NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

Audrey shook her head hurriedly, "Of course you're not old. You're only thirty years old. It's the age that a man plants his feet firm upon the ground. You are not old at all!"

"Not old?"

"Right, not old at all!" If there were regrets medicine to take, she would take back what she had said about his age.

"I see!"

Audrey felt helpless, "So, Mr. Bryson, could you go back now?"

Bryson became gentlemanly again.

"Remember to lock the door next time."

After saying that, Bryson turned around and walked out, closing Audrey's door.

Audrey, "..."

Afraid that Bryson would suddenly come in again, Audrey hurriedly locked the door. Then she collapsed on the floor.

She was so scared as she thought Bryson would force her to sleep with him.

Bryson suddenly came into her room and kissed her because she said Bryson was no longer young today. If she said Bryson was old today, would he prove to her whether he was old or not?

Luckily, everything was fine.

Damn it, why did she forget to lock the door when she returned to her room?

But she had a feeling that even if she locked the door, Bryson would still break-in in other ways.

From now on, she must think well before talking.

Tonight was a lesson.

...

On the other side.

Simon was suddenly caught by his father's men in the cinema. He was taken into the car and was about to see his father.

If he was brought to his father, he would be beaten black and blue.

So just as the car passed by a few blocks and was waiting for traffic lights, Simon opened the car door, jumped out when nobody was looking and ran away.

After Simon ran away, the people in the car got off and searched for him carefully.

After running for two blocks, Simon found a place to hide.

The place was behind a trash can. There was a large shadow behind it that could allow people to hide.

Just as Simon hid there, he bumped into someone. He cried out but that person immediately clapped a hand over his mouth, pulled him into a corner, and hid together.

Simon did not know who the person was.

Just as he was about to resist, a series of footsteps sounded not far from the trash can.

A dozen people gathered together.

Simon glanced over and knew that those people weren't his father's man. They seemed to be looking for someone.

"Did you find him?"

"No!"

"The cunning bastard. Lance is really capable of hiding. He disappeared around here so he didn't run far. Let's split up. We'll catch him."

"Alright!"

The dozen or so people spread out and kept searching.

Simon held his breath and stayed behind the trash can. The person behind him also kept quiet.

Simon knew that the person behind him should be Lance.

Soon, when those people walked away, the person behind him who covered his mouth finally let go. He moved and wanted to go out.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, another series of footsteps came over. That person immediately stopped moving.

The Randall family's bodyguards gathered not far away.

Since they didn't find Simon, they also split up and left.

Just as Simon was about to get up and leave, the person behind him suddenly grabbed onto his wrist.

"Hey, we are destined to meet. Treat me to a meal!"

Simon, "..."