CEO's Dumb Bride novel Chapter 153

Chapter 153 Francis And Johnson Met

Johnson smiled and watched as she took off each piece of clothing.

Then she hugged herself and faced the wall, wishing she could bury her head in it. Her black hair cascaded behind her, contrasting with her fair skin.

"Pants."

Lilian's back stiffened, and she squeezed her arms with so much strength that her fingers turned pale. Her slender and thin figure trembled in the water.

She no longer hoped for someone to save her.

Because no one would come to save her. She knew it...

Countless times before, when she begged for someone to save her, no one extended a helping hand to her, not even a simple gesture.

She was no longer the mute girl who had someone to protect her when she was a child.

Grandpa Thomas was no longer around.

Francis no longer paid attention to her.

Her surroundings were already a desert, empty and devoid of anyone. The only person who cared about her like a friend was now being held captive by Johnson.

What meaning did her struggles and dignity have?

Lilian compromised. She no longer struggled. Whatever Johnson wanted her to do, she would do it.

If he wanted her to undress, she would undress. If he wanted her dead, then she would die.

Her worthless life was of no concern to anyone.

It didn't matter anymore.

Perhaps she was too tired, or perhaps it was too cold in the bathroom, or perhaps she had been tortured too harshly by Johnson.

She suddenly felt dizzy, and that familiar dizziness swept over her once again.

Lilian's body swayed, and she fell to the ground.

......

It was the third day since Lilian went missing, and Nelson still hadn't found her.

He was so anxious and paced back and forth in the yard outside the villa.

"She always feels that the outside world is beautiful. Whether it's beautiful or not, she'll know once she goes see it herself."

Johnson's smile faltered for a moment, but it was only a fleeting moment. "You're right. After experiencing hardships, maybe she will go home herself."

Francis turned his head slightly and suddenly looked at Johnson.

Johnson met his gaze calmly.

Neither of them spoke. The elevator was particularly quiet, almost as if the pause button had been pressed except for the numbers jumping on the elevator.

Ding.

The elevator reached the 20th floor, and Francis walked out. Before leaving, he said, "Remember to pick up those investment proposals."

Johnson was stunned. Before he could respond, the elevator doors closed again.

Later in the evening, Johnson went to the CEO's office to pick up the two proposals. He took a look and found that Francis had already signed them.

"These have been approved?"

Francis rubbed the place between his eyebrows and looked somewhat tired. "Follow up on them properly and don't delay too long."