A Love Trap

Chapter 56 Throw Him Out

'Uh, oh.

It might have sounded weird that I said he hooked up with some girl behind our back.

Whatever...'

Francis shook his head, trying to get rid of those thoughts in his mind.

Before Andrew could react, something else caught his attention. Francis jumped onto the bed and picked up a long strand of hair. After examining it for a split second, he went over to Andrew at once. He showed the evidence to him and grilled,"How are you going to explain this, Andrew?

It's a woman's hair. You slept with someone earlier, didn't you?"

Francis said, spitting out every word with anger.

It was as if he was an angry wife who had just caught a cheating husband.

However, Andrew's face had darkened with fury the moment Francis threw himself onto the bed.

Upon seeing his sharp gaze, Francis felt a little intimidated. 'It's obvious Andrew has a girlfriend that he doesn't want anyone to know about. It's his fault for keeping secrets. I have proof now, and besides, I did nothing wrong.' At the thought of this, Francis stood up straight.

He had no idea, or perhaps didn't even think, that he was acting like an over dramatic wife demanding for an explanation.

Without any intentions of wasting another word on Francis, Andrew whipped out his cellphone and made a quick call.

A couple of tall, hefty men in black suits appeared outside the room within seconds.

Francis saw it coming, and already had a bad vibe the moment Andrew took out his phone.

An increasing trepidation seized him at the sight of the bulky men.

"Throw him out!" Andrew's detached, emotionless voice reverberated in the room.

With their blank, cold

my kindness, Andrew? Let me go! Don't

How could you treat me this way?" Francis shouted at

Francis had his eyes glued

looked at the place where Francis had lain, with

to the king-sized bed, preparing to change his sheets. But a couple long strands of hair caught his attention. Memories of Ashley came flooding in his mind, the very first night she

side of the bed where she had slept. A faint, pleasant smell filled

...

of

decided to change his strategy. Putting on

your boss' best friend. He was

I can go home myself. You don't have to take me home,"

he

one of the men in black threw a sidelong glance at Francis. "We only follow Mr. Lu's instructions. He told us to throw you out and we must carry out his orders," one said, his face and tone devoid of

wait. I told you that he was joking. We're best friends. He wouldn't be so mean to me," Francis explained as he tugged the

in black pressed his lips slightly. Francis felt slightly relieved and guessed that they would let him go, but instead, another guard said sternly,"Mr. Lu never jokes

Your boss never cracks a joke.

laughingstock!' Francis sighed

Francis was suddenly thrown into the air. Consumed by great

martial arts. Otherwise, they couldn't have been hired

Blam!

as Francis fell onto

on the road on his back. They had thrown him at quite a distance since he was now about thirty feet away from Andrew's

and mud all over his clothes and body, he looked like a total mess. It was impossible to recognize him as the

he struggled to get up on his feet, a sharp pain shot

shouted through

'Ouch... It hurts.

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