A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Chapter 3

Square Law Firm

As soon as she reached the door, Audrey could feel the decadence of the law firm. There was hardly anyone inside. They didn't even have a receptionist.

Audrey finally found Freddy Steele's office.

She knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

"I am Audrey. I have called before."

Audrey could hear panicked footsteps. After a long while, someone moved to the door and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, a pungent smell of cigarettes came straight at Audrey. She was greeted by a messy office. Magazines and clothes were piled up into a mess in a corner on the sofa. The ashtray on the desk was full of cigarette butts and ashes. One cigarette was only half left, emitting smoke.

Freddy touched his messy hair, not bothering to hide the joy on his face.

"Hello, you are Audrey? I didn't expect you to be a great beauty."

"Mr. Steele, nice to meet you!"

"Please come in."

Audrey walked in and sat down on the sofa.

Freddy looked at Audrey with some uncertainty. "Audrey, are you sure you want to join our firm?"

After all, Audrey was a famous lawyer in Country M. Freddy's law firm was obscure in this city, and its business was decling.

Audrey smiled and nodded, "I'm sure."

Sealing was extremely excited when he received a positive answer.

"Audrey, welcome to our company. When will you start work?"

"Tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow? That's great."

"The QK Architects is engaged in a lawsuit against a subsidiary of the Four Seasons Group. I heard that the defense lawyer was from our firm. Can you leave this case to me?"

The QK Architects and the subsidiary of the Four Seasons Group had an economic dispute. The former had lost the first trial. Besides, the latter had conclusive evidence. Although they had complied with the customer's request to appeal, they were not confident that they would win in the second trial.

However, Audrey volunteered to take over this hot potato. This was of complete benefit to Freddy.

If she won this case, their company would receive a large number of legal fees. If they lost, it would prove Audrey's reputation to be undeserving. Freddy could shift the blame onto Audrey so that the client would target her instead of him.

Freddy coughed softly. "Audrey, are you sure you want to take over this case? If you do, you can't go back on your word."

"Of course!"

Audrey walked out of Square Law Firm with a meaningful smile.

Suddenly, her phone rang loudly.

She picked up the phone and said, "Hello?"

"Hello, is this Ms. Audrey?"

A man's deep and attractive voice came from the phone.

Her phone number was a new one, and she hadn't notified others. How did the man know her number so quickly?

She narrowed her eyes vigilantly.

"It's me. May I ask who you are?"

"I'm Bryson."

Bryson?

She only knew one Bryson, the president of Cordova Group. It was the richest and most powerful business empire in Peace City. Moreover, Bryson was the most handsome man in Peace City. So, he was the Prince Charming that countless women in Peace City would kill to marry.

Audrey asked subconsciously.

"Which Bryson are you?"

A faint voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Ms. Audrey, which Bryson do you know besides me?"

Audrey couldn't answer.

"Mr. Bryson, may I know what you are looking for me for?"

Someone like Bryson on the top of the social pyramid wouldn't look for her, a nobody, for no reason, right?

Or ... was he a fake?

"I heard that Ms. Audrey saved my grandmother today."

'What? The person I saved today was Bryson Cordova's grandmother? She is like the Empress dowager of Peace City.'

Audrey carefully gave it a careful analysis before she replied.

"It's no big deal! Mr. Bryson, if you want to thank me for it, there is no need for you to do so!"

"Ms. Audrey, I need you to do something for me."

"What is it?"

"Let's talk when we meet." The simple reply was heavy with authority.

Audrey was lost for words.

...

Audrey didn't know why Bryson wanted to talk with her, but she knew how powerful Bryson was. She had better obey him.

So, just an hour after she left the Cordova Mansion, she had no choice but to return by taxi.

Just as Audrey walked into the villa, a servant came forward to greet her.

"Ms. Audrey, Mr. Bryson is waiting for you in the study. Please follow me."

"Alright."

The servant brought Audrey to the study and said to Audrey, "Ms. Audrey, Mr. Bryson is inside. You can go in directly."

As soon as Audrey walked in, she saw Bryson sitting behind the desk.

His white shirt abstinently buttoned up to the top. His appearance could be described as perfect. His features were like sculptures, and he was extremely handsome. However, the coldness he showed and the authoritative aura emitted from his body discouraged others from drooling over his good looks.

Now, it was April and warm, but his appearance seemed to have reversed the season back to the chilly winter, causing people to tremble from cold.

Intuition told Audrey that Bryson was an extremely dangerous man.

Audrey forced herself to speak.

"Hello, Mr. Bryson, I'm Audrey!" Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

The cold-faced man looked up at Audrey.

The woman was stunning. From the look in her clear eyes, he could tell she was careful and alert.

Before he called her, Bryson had had his assistant do a background check on her. In her file, there was a picture of her without wearing makeup. Different from now, in the picture, she had cunning eyes like a fox that had seen everything in the world and yet still maintained the last innocence.

Either way, she was enchanting.

Audrey felt quite stressed. She knew that Bryson was looking at her.

A few seconds later, Bryson pointed at the sofa opposite him and said, "Ms. Audrey, please sit down!"

Sitting on the sofa, she looked at Bryson cautiously.

"Mr. Bryson, may I know what you want to talk with me?"

"My grandmother suffers from intermittent amnesia. Now that her illness attacks her, she recognizes you as my deceased sister."

Audrey pointed at her nose in disbelief, "Me?"

Bryson nodded with a trace of sadness on his cold face.

"The doctor said that Grandma is not up for another blow from my sister's death, so..."

Audrey frowned.

"Mr. Bryson, do you invite me over because you want me to pretend to be your sister?"

"You may well say that!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bryson. I can't agree to your request."

"As long as you do, Ms. Audrey, you are free to ask me to do anything," Bryson said proudly.

This was indeed a tempting offer.

Audrey still refused, "Mr. Bryson, this isn't right. I have a life and a job."

Bryson looked at Audrey for three seconds before suddenly getting up.

Audrey was subconsciously nervous.

Bryson handed Audrey a dozen documents.

"Ms. Audrey, take a look at this before making a decision."

After receiving the information, Audrey narrowed her eyes as soon as she glanced at it.

This was a medical report from a hospital.

From it, one could see Kylee's condition was hanging by a thread. If she suffered another blow, she would probably die immediately.

What was on the report softened Audrey.

Bryson saw Audrey soften her face and added.

"She has been on a hunger strike since lunch today. She won't eat anything before she sees you."

Bryson's words destroyed Audrey's last straw.

With a sigh, she compromised.

"Alright, Mr. Bryson, I can agree to your request, but I have conditions."

"Ms. Audrey, please."

"Three months at most. No matter what happens to Madam Cordova, I won't see her again after that."

"Sure! Then what does Ms. Audrey want?" Bryson said with his jaw raised.

Audrey shook her head.

"Mr. Bryson, I will do it, but only for the sake of Madam Cordova. It's not that I want something from you."

"Alright, but Ms. Audrey, if you need any help in the future, please don't hesitate to ask."

"Alright."