A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

The driver sent Audrey to the Golden Hotel in Pine City and left, saying that Luis would contact her

tonight.

With fine environment, Golden Hotel was a five-star hotel in Pine City. In the garden of the hotel, there

was a 100-year-old wisteria tree. The tree vines winded along the steel brackets, and clusters of purple

flowers hung on the vines, like purple waterfalls. It was beautiful and magnificent. Many tourists took

photos there.

Audrey prepared to put her luggage in the hotel room and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the wisteria

tree.

Just as she finished checking in and was about to head towards the guest room, she saw a familiar car

parked outside the hotel. The doorman opened the car door and a man with straight figure walked out

of the car.

The moment she saw that person, Audrey narrowed her eyes nervously. Without thinking, she dragged

the suitcase and hid behind the counter.

Seeing that Audrey was hiding, the staff at the counter revealed a surprised expression.

Audrey squatted under the counter and pulled the box in. Then, she shushed at the staff. The attendant

nodded knowingly and ignored her.

Bryson walked in front, followed by his assistant Melvin, his secretary Franco, and ten bodyguards in

black led by Dugan Galliano.

When they reached the counter, Franco immediately went forward and took out the relevant

identification information.

After the receptionist received the information, she immediately put on a respectful look.

She took out the room card that had been prepared in advance from the drawer.

"Here are your room cards. Please take a look."

"Thank you!" Franco took a few room cards.

After checking in, Franco walked towards Bryson.

"Mr. Bryson, we've checked in. Let's go to the guest room first!"

Bryson raised his hand to signal Franco not to speak.

Franco looked at Bryson in surprise.

A corner of clothes appeared in the crack under the counter. It could vaguely be seen a person

squatting there under the light. Moreover, there was a room card on the ground. Franco was sure that

that was not theirs.

So, someone deliberately hid there to avoid meeting them. Was he Lance's people?

Franco cautiously looked at Bryson. "Mr. Bryson, should I...."

Bryson only smiled gently and made a gesture of silence before leaving.

Franco couldn't believe what he saw.

Was Bryson smiling at him just now?

However, Bryson seemed to be smiling at the people under the counter.

If Franco wasn't mistaken, the one should be a woman in light blue.

Franco left with Bryson in confusion.

After Bryson and his people left, Audrey poked her head out. Having confirmed that Bryson had

disappeared, she finally walked out from behind the counter.

Audrey wanted to go to the guest room. She fumbled her pocket, but the room card was gone. After

looking around, she found that it had fallen in front of the counter. Audrey picked up the room card and

nodded awkwardly at the staff who regarded her suspiciously before walking towards the elevator.

Audrey got out of the elevator and looked at the sign on the wall.

She lived in room 1632. It should be on the left.

She dragged the suitcase out of the elevator and turned left. Then she followed the number indicated.

1630, 1631....

The guest room at the corner should be 1632.

Audrey turned around the corner and saw 1632 written on the door.

She found it.

However, just as Audrey was about to walk forward, she saw a person standing in front of her door.

The moment she saw that person, a chill of fear ran through Audrey. She subconsciously wanted to

turn around and leave. However, before she could move, that person looked in her direction.

How dignified Bryson was! Naturally, he would check in a high-class presidential suite. Ordinary

business rooms were offered on this floor. It was impossible for him to live on the same floor with her.

Of course, Audrey would not believe that Bryson deliberately walked to her guest room because he had

lost his way.

She must have been betrayed by the room card she dropped outside the counter.

How could she throw her room card outside the counter so unluckily?

Audrey couldn't leave, so she had to face Bryson.

She smiled and looked at Bryson, assuming a look of surprise. "Mr. Bryson, what a coincidence! I didn't

expect to meet you here!"

"What a coincidence!" Bryson smiled slightly. "We've seen each other in the hall."

Audrey was rendered speechless.

Bryson was a poor talker.

Since he had discovered it, it was improper for Audrey to keep pretending.

"Well, I just happened to receive a case from Pine City this morning."

Without waiting for Bryson to say anything, Audrey nervously explained.

"It's just a coincidence. I don't have any other intentions. Don't misunderstand!"

Somehow, Audrey felt that her explanation sounded like a poor lie.

Bryson looked at her indifferently. "Got it."

...

What did he mean? Did he misunderstand or not?

"I'm waiting for you!" Bryson added.

Audrey was surprised.

"Well, Mr. Bryson, you must be busy. Go ahead. I still have to see my client later, so I need to go in and

sort out the information."

"Okay!" Bryson smiled at her and said.

Audrey hurriedly took out her room card, swiped it, and pulled her belongings inside. Then she

slammed the door.

After Audrey closed the door, Bryson smiled and left.

After he turned the corner, Franco and the others, who were waiting there in a daze, followed him.

Bryson said, "Change my room."

"Yes!"

Bryson had never had affairs with any women, and he kept all women at arm's length. They all

suspected that there was something wrong with Bryson and that he might be a gay.

Now, it seemed that Bryson didn't have any problems. He just hadn't met the right one. When he met

the woman he liked, he just turned into a good flirter.

...

Ever since she saw Bryson, Audrey had been acting like a thief in the hotel. She was afraid that Bryson

would suddenly show up. All the hotel attendants who passed by her stared at her curiously and

regarded her as a dangerous target.

Just as Audrey walked past a waiter, she heard the waiter whisper to the walkie-talkie in her hand,

"Report, Ms. Audrey is heading in the direction of the restaurant. The staff in the restaurant should pay

attention to the target."

Words failed Audrey.

If they suspected her, they shouldn't speak so loudly in front of her. She was not deaf. She could hear

them.

Staff members really treated Audrey as a terrorist.

If she were truly a terrorist, the waiter's loud voice would have alarmed her.