My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 352

Suddenly, someone pushed the door open and hurried in.

"Is Christina here?"

Patrick did not look back. When he heard that, a trace of surprise flashed across his cold expressions.

He slowly turned around and saw that it was Chandler. So he resorted to his usual cold expressions again.

Needless to bother Patrick to ask quetions, Chandler took the initiative to explain, "An hour ago, Christina called me and said she was looking for Connie, so I told her the address directly."

Chandler's gentle and handsome smile stiffened.

"I don't expect Christina to have such filial piety to look for me..."

Inside the thick glass wall, Connie, who was imprisoned, heard their conversation. She touched the glass wall with her right hand and laughed in an exaggerated and mocking manner.

Her laughter sounded very shrill and piercing.

Chandler looked around and saw that Connie, who had been caught by Patrick in the early morning yesterday, looked mentally deranged after being confined in this enclosed, suffocating space with red light for 12 hours.

In order to let Connie tell the truth quicker, the oppressive enclosed space was used to destroy a person's strong will. Sometimes, some sound waves at a frequency beyond the range of human beings' hearing were played to stimulate the brain...

Chandler was no stranger to Patrick's various means to know the truth. If Connie didn't cooperate, she would be the only one that suffered.

"Patrick, leave Connie to me."

Chandler told Patrick that he was not a kind person either and he just wanted to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Patrick was emotionless and made no reply.

Chandler raised his eyebrows, patted Patrick on the shoulder, and added casually, "The guard just informed me that Christina had arrived. Why isn't she here? Where has she gone?"

Patrick's expression had a slight change.

Connie suddenly raised her voice on purpose and shouted, "I saw a crack between the door and its frame just now. Could it be Christina's eavesdropping?"

With a strange smile on her face, she looked straight at the man outside the glass wall.

Patrick turned to look at her with anger in his eyes.

Then, without saying a word, he turned around and went out.

Connie glared at his back fiercely, feeling reluctant to give in. She smashed her right fist against the glass wall and cursed angrily, "People like you are so suffocating that no one wants to stay by your side. They are all afraid of you!"

With her angry voice coming behind Patrick, the door was slammed shut.