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?

hated her now. What was she looking forward

just wanting

that the route

is not going back to

looked ahead intently, “You will

cold delicate face, “Stop,

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

place as her, she wouldn’t have considered getting in his

wrong now. Why did she

“Sit down!”

on the gas

cars in a row.

you doing? Don’t get me killed. Drive

leaned against the seat. And

armrest.

After all, she also had done a lot of research on racing cars back. then. She had experienced higher

frightened.

almost there.

cold face was

minutes, the car stopped at

knew this club. It was very high–end and had a strict

the club were all rich in

bring

“Get off.”

parked the car, he unlocked

she was free, Shirley hurriedly opened

wrist and said in an

accompany me ”

going to get divorced. Why should I cooperate with you? What

before, and said proudly, “My

million for

“Deal!”

smiled and said, “Mr. Stewart is really

be, she was willing to be his servant, standing by twenty–four hours a day to accompany him.

better to

came to the Night Bar on

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

from a distance that the laughter

as Braden got in, all

over, and he stared

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

child

even more exaggerated roat “What Braden not only came by himself but

in and

didn’t understand the situation. So she pretended to be a well–behaved wife and

the man obediently.

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

the box, it was

lighting was vague and ambiguous. She thought she had

or six men and women sitting. It was obvious

one with noblest temperament was a man and

crowd.

pair of rimless glasses on his nose. He looked elegant. His narrow, deep eyes showed the ability to control everything

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