A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

The security staff did not know Bryson. That's why when he saw Bryson, he did not recognize Bryson.

However, Bryson emitted a solemn aura. His gaze was like the chilly wind in the coldest month making

the security officer tremble and almost fall down.

What a powerful aura!

Alan froze when he saw Bryson.

Alan was just about to teach the security personnel a lesson to remind him of Audrey's identity.

Unexpectedly, Bryson showed up at this moment.

Before Alan could call Bryson, the security personnel spoke first.

"Where's your invitation card?"

Bryson looked at him coldly, "I don't have one!"

Hearing Bryson say that, the security staff had more confidence.

Although Bryson's aura was amazing, and he seemed to be extremely noble, he was nothing without

an invitation card.

"Since you don't have an invitation card, you can't enter. This is a high-end reception, but not a place

where you small potatoes can barge in." The security staff mocked.

Small potatoes?

Bryson was a small potato?

Alan was so mad at this security staff that he even wanted to take out a brick and knock him out.

Bryson teased.

"Oh? So, I can't go in?"

The security personnel believed that he knew who Bryson was, nobody but a usual man with an

unusual aura, a small potato. Believing in this, the security staff put on the air.

"Of course. Let me tell you that this hotel belongs to the Cordova Group. And I'm a member of the

group. Don't stare at me like that. Mr. Cordova will give you a snuff."

"Alan!"

Alan scurried to Bryson with his head covered with sweat.

The security staff looked at Alan in confusion, without knowing why Alan treated this man so

respectfully.

"Mr. Bryson!" Alan glanced at the security staff with some hatred.

That security staff's stupid behavior would definitely put him into trouble!

After Alan addressed Bryson as Mr. Bryson, the security staff was still somewhat puzzled, not knowing

what had happened.

"Is this how the security personnel do their job?" Bryson questioned coldly.

Alan's heart trembled, "Mr. Bryson, please calm down. This was my mistake!"

After saying that, Alan glared fiercely at the security staff, again.

Although the security personnel still did not know who Bryson was, from Alan's attitude, he knew that

this man in front of them was definitely a big shot.

The security staff whispered to Alan, "Mr. Alan, who is he?"

Alan stared at the security staff sharply.

It was this idiot who implicated him.

"Who is he? He is Bryson, the president of the Cordova Group."

Until this moment, the security personnel finally understood what he had done before.

'Bryson, Mr. Bryson, no wonder Alan treated Bryson so respectfully. So ... it was actually Mr. Bryson

who came. But ... I not only stopped Bryson just now, but also scolded Bryson as a small potato.' The

security staff thought to himself.

The security staff was frightened, with his legs going weak, and fell to the ground.

Bryson turned to look at Audrey.

"Why didn't you explain?"

Audrey smiled awkwardly, "Well, I don't think it's necessary."

She had just wanted to avoid unnecessary troubles but did not expect that the security staff would be

so rude?

When the security personnel saw Bryson's attitude towards Audrey, he was even more frightened.

How could Audrey, who supposed to be an inferior, have such a close relationship with Bryson?

Alan hurriedly apologized, "Mr. Bryson, it was my fault. Previously, you told me to wait for Ms. Elliana

here. However, I left for a while because of my stomachache. And I didn't expect Ms. Elliana to arrive

during this period. It was my negligence not to inform others in advance that caused Ms. Elliana to be

misunderstood."

The security personnel instantly looked deathly pale.

He finally knew that he had made a big mistake, and his body was trembling.

"Alan, you don't need me to teach you what to do now, right?"

The security staff got frightened.

It seemed Bryson was going to cancel him. If Bryson really did that, the staff would never be able to get

a job in Peace City.

"Mr. Bryson, Mr. Bryson, I didn't know it was you. Please, please forgive me this time. I won't dare to do

it again!"

Bryson didn't even give a glance at him and walked in with Audrey. The security personnel wanted to

rush forward, but Alan ordered some people to stop him.

The security staff could only watch helplessly as Bryson and Audrey disappeared in their eyesight.

'It's over, it's all over!' The security staff thought to himself.

...

After entering the hotel, Bryson took Audrey to a lounge on the third floor with a white dress hanging

inside.

Audrey had worked at the Bar for many years and did not know much about clothes. She only felt that

there were very few ornaments on the dress, only a few blue gemstones embedded in it. It was very

simple and generous.

Bryson stood in front of the dress and said, "This is the dress that was prepared before. If you are not

satisfied, you can change it."

"No, this one is good enough."

"You can go in and change it."

"Alright!"

Audrey took the dress and went to the fitting room.

After entering for a while, Audrey opened the door but did not come out. Instead, she awkwardly looked

at Bryson with half her head poking out.

"Well, Mr. Bryson..."

Bryson was reading the magazine when he heard Audrey calling for him. He stood up and looked at

her with concern.

"What's wrong? Is the dress not the right size?"

"No..." Audrey said awkwardly, "Actually, my zip is stuck, so..."

Bryson understood and smiled.

"Let me help you!"

When the zipper was finally pulled up, Audrey heaved a sigh of relief.

"Thank you!" Audrey said softly.

She looked at her dress.

This dress fit her very well. All the curves were just to the point as if it was tailored to her.

But Audrey didn't know that this dress was designed by Bryson and an Italian master craftsman.

Audrey looked up at Bryson with uncertainty, "Do I look good in this dress?"