A Sweet Night: The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently novel Chapter 14

Looking at Bryson's cold face and his angry gaze, Alma panicked.

"Mr. Bryson, why are you staring at me this way?"

"Miss Alma!"

This was the first time he called her like that to her face, which made Alma elated.

"Mr. Bryson, take a seat, please."

As long as he was willing to sit down, there was a chance for her.

"No, I gotta go." Finishing his sentence, Bryson turned around and was about to leave.

Alma, "......"

She quickly ran forward and grabbed his arm.

"Wait. You just got there. Why are you leaving?"

Bryson looked at her hand that was holding his arm, and said sarcastically,

"Miss Alma, you need to know that I hate two things."

Alma's heart seemed to sink to the bottom, and she got a bad feeling about what he was going to say next.

"And they are..."

"One set me up; two, use my family."

Alma's smile froze. Her face went pale suddenly.

Bryson said word by word, "And you did both."

His words broke her heart.

She trembled, and the hand that was holding his arm also withdrew stiffly.

He dusted his suit in disgust to her face, as if there was something dirty on it.

Then he turned around and left.

Alma stood still there. It took her a long time to come back to herself.

She could not believe that Bryson had turned her down. He shut her right down.

After a while, a waiter walked in.

Before he entered the room, he saw Bryson was leaving.

Seeing Alma standing there, awkward, he asked cautiously, "Miss? Shall I serve now?"

Alma was gloomy, and shouted angrily, "Get out!"

...

As soon as he left the restaurant, Bryson called home and was told that Audrey was in the Cordova Mansion right now.

Just as he hung up, the phone rang again.

It was George Kuhn.

"What's up?" He answered the phone coldly.

"Wow, frosty. Who pissed you off?"

"What do you want?" Bryson's voice was low as if he was about to get outrageous next second.

George then said seriously, "Well, Matthew just came back. We are at the Spring River Hotel now. It's been a long time. Do you wanna come?"

Originally, Bryson wanted to refuse.

"See you there!"

...

The Spring River Hotel.

Bryson walked to a room and just as he pushed the door open, George pulled him in.

"Hey, buddy. Here you are. Come on!"

Taking the wine, Bryson drank it up.

On the sofa sat a handsome and charming man.

He glanced at Bryson when he emptied the glass. James Walker. He seemed smart.

James put on an evil smile, "Easy, man. Come on, get another shot with me!"

Without saying anything, Bryson picked up another glass and drank it up again with James.

George also raised his glass, "Hey, count me in. Cheers!"

Not long after, George got drunk. He fell asleep on the sofa, snoring like a pig.

James kicked him away with a look of disgust.