Chapter 31 The Strange Three

Braden pushed open the door of the room and saw that Blaine, who was drugged, was pressing Jane

under him in a strange gesture.

“Save me!”

Jane seemed to see hope and screamed to Braden for help.

Although Blaine was her boyfriend, they had sex a long time ago, she really couldn’t accept this. It was too embarrassing!

Braden looked coldly at the two people on the ground and took away the things that belonged to Shirley on the table.

“It’s your own fault!”

After he said these words, he left without looking back.

It was time for Jane to suffer.

Going downstairs, seeing Shirley standing at the door, Braden frowned coldly, “We haven’t divorced yet. You are still the owner of this villa.”

“Thank you, I don’t care!”

Shirley took her things, turned around, and left, not even bothering to say goodbye.

At this moment, it was dark.

Shirley stood outside the villa and wanted to take a taxi. But because it was too far away from downtown, no driver was willing to take the order.

After a while, Braden stopped in front of her in his silver sports car. His handsome face was cold, “Get in the car!”

It wasn’t an invitation, but an order.

Shirley thought about it, but didn’t refuse, opened the co–pilot’s door, and sat on it directly.

But she was a little surprised to see what was on the seat.

“Where did you get it?”

She saw that there was an amber pendant, which was exactly the same as the one she had picked up in the cemetery this morning.

A bold guess immediately rose in her heart, “Could it be that this guy went to the cemetery to worship her parents today, and he accidentally dropped the amber pendant

But why did he buy two same pendants? Was it just a coincidence?

“Your pendant…”

“Don’t touch my stuff!”

Braden’s tone was not kind. He snatched the pendant with a cold face!

“Stingy man!”

Shirley’s expression was a little lost.

Thinking that it should be a coincidence, she was being self–indulgent.

After all, Braden didn’t even care about her, so how could he remember the anniversary of her parents‘ death and bother to send flowers to worship?

What was she

just wanting to get

immediately discovered that the

going back to

didn’t answer, but looked ahead intently, “You will know

“Stop, I want to

fact that it wasn’t easy to take a taxi in the villa area, and he

wouldn’t

a result, the route was wrong now. Why did she feel he would

“Sit down!”

and stepped on the gas pedal harder. The car speeded up

cars in a row.

Don’t get me killed.

frightened that she leaned against the seat.

armrest.

research on racing cars back. then. She had experienced higher speeds than this,

frightened.

there. Don’t be

handsome and cold face was expressionless.

minutes, the car

and had a strict membership

the club were all

this guy suddenly bring her to such

“Get off.”

the car, he unlocked the co–pilot’s

she was free, Shirley hurriedly opened the

grabbed her wrist and said in an absolutely forceful tone, “Today,

accompany me ”

I cooperate with you? What good do I

always on call as before, and said proudly, “My appearance fee is very

for

“Deal!”

and said, “Mr. Stewart

she was willing to be his

to

the two came to the Night Bar on the top floor

the most exclusive room in the entire club, and it only accepted the most

a distance that the

Braden got in, all the sounds stopped

tall, handsome guy rushed over, and he stared at Braden, “Braden, are you

was Keith, Braden’s good friend who had played with him

child

he saw Shirley standing next to Braden, he let out an even more exaggerated roat “What Braden

cold face was calm. He walked in and said meaningfully,

she pretended to be a well–behaved

the man obediently.

all, she received the money was one million a minute. So

box,

And the lighting was vague and

six men and women sitting. It was obvious that

them, the one with noblest temperament was a man and a woman sitting in the center

crowd.

a pair of rimless glasses on his nose. He looked

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