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

outside the car, just wanting

immediately discovered that the route

to Marriott Apartments. Where are

ahead intently, “You will know when

a cold delicate face, “Stop, I want to get

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

wouldn’t have considered getting in

Why did she feel

“Sit down!”

gas pedal harder. The car speeded

cars in a row.

are you doing? Don’t get me killed.

she leaned against the seat.

armrest.

she also had done a lot of research on racing cars back. then. She had

frightened.

are almost there. Don’t be

was expressionless. He

about ten minutes, the car stopped at The Night

was very high–end and

member of the club were all

bring her to

“Get off.”

car, he unlocked the co–pilot’s

Shirley hurriedly opened the car

grabbed her wrist and said in an absolutely forceful

accompany me ”

divorced. Why should I

wasn’t always on call as before, and said proudly, “My appearance fee

for a

“Deal!”

smiled and said, “Mr. Stewart is

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

was better to ask for

the two came to the Night Bar on

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

a distance that the laughter in the box was very

soon as Braden got in, all

over, and he stared at Braden, “Braden, are

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

child

next to Braden, he let out an even more exaggerated roat “What Braden not only came by

face was calm. He walked in and

didn’t understand the situation. So she pretended to

the man obediently.

a minute. So she naturally had to do her

the box, it

vague and

or six men and women sitting. It was obvious that all of them were

the one with noblest temperament was a man and a woman

crowd.

man looked handsome, with a pair of rimless glasses on his nose. He looked elegant. His narrow, deep eyes

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