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Audrey now sobered up after the minor incident.

Her mind went blank after hearing what Bryson said.

His words were like spells, so powerful that she even did not dare to take another step forward.

She had to admit that Bryson was an imposing man.

She had always thought that she was a powerful woman in court. Her aggressive vibe always made her opponents succumb and compromise. But now in front of such an imposing man, she felt inferior.

Audrey stared stiffly at Bryson.

"Mr. Bryson, what's the matter with you?"

"Your private room is not over there!" Bryson reminded her.

"What?" Audrey took out her phone and checked the address of the private room.

It turned out that her room was really not over there.

"Thank you, Mr. Bryson. I almost went the wrong way. I'll go back now."

Audrey turned around and walked in another direction. She was afraid that Bryson would call her again, so she walked fast.

However, how did he know that her private room was not over there?

Forget it. She had better not spare Bryson much thought.

She should return to her room.

...

Shortly after Audrey returned to the private room, the party was over. Her colleagues from the law firm were all ready to leave for KTV. However, Audrey pretended to them that she was not feeling well and wanted to go home.

After they left, she stood on the side of the road, about to take a taxi.

When she saw a taxi available and was about to hail it, a car stopped in front of her.

It was a black Bentley Mulsanne.

The license plate was still the one she saw in the parking lot, so she knew clearly who was sitting inside the car.

The rear window was open. Bryson's voice came from the window, "Get in the car."

Audrey bent over and hurriedly said, "Mr. Bryson, it's not convenient for you to give me a ride. I guess it's out of the way. I'll take a taxi."

"Get in the car!" He said again in a peremptory tone.

the relationship between her

was thinking how to refuse the invitation,

me to send you

was Madam Cordova who ordered

accepted his invitation. "Thank

door and

sat down, there was a phone call from

in the car. He's giving me a

Madam Cordova, Audrey hung up the

Bryson's grandma truly loved her and cared for her,

that in the future, when she found out the

your coworkers,

She nodded, "Yes."

winning the

congratulations, she was

"Thank you." Audrey smiled.

that, they didn't

car arrived at

tell Bryson to stop in

car in front of them suddenly got a flat tire. It ran out of control and crashed into a guardrail by the side of the road. The

Audrey was

she did not hit her forehead against the passenger seat. Instead, she

Bryson's palm that prevented her from

did not look at Audrey. Instead, he

I'm gonna take a

what happened

a flat tire. The car lights of our car are damaged and it can't go on the road anymore. I have to negotiate with that car's owner for compensation, and the traffic police are on their way here. Since the car

long will it

"About half an hour."

know what to

giving her a ride home, and now there

a

way now. Anyway, it was

to wait for a while before

"Alright!"

...

they were

poured a glass of

Bryson, drink some

"Thank you."

herself a glass of

Bryson with a sense of guilt, "Mr. Bryson,

to the wrong or