No Escape From Mr. CEO's Dangerous Love

Chapter 115

"Yes. Today, I bring my girlfriend to taste Mrs. Brigham's private home cuisine ." Lola was startled by his words. Their relationship could be misunderstood by Harry.

Lola tightened her grip on Thomas's arm and he felt it, of course. He smiled and patted the woman's little hand.

With a grim face, Harry looked at the little woman, who had no reaction at all, and his eyes were filled with rage. "Lola, are you President Herren's girlfriend?"

He asked the little woman who was lowering her head.

Lola was taken aback by his cold tone, as if she would come to a bad end if she dared to nod.

"Of course! Boss Lewis doesn't want to congratulate us?" Thomas answered for Lola and looked at the livid man, eyes glowing with pleasure.

However, there was a suspicious mark on his lips. Was that a bite mark? Who bit him? Was it Lola?

However, the two people who were arm in arm suddenly went pale upon hearing what Harry said in reply.

The man suppressed his anger and put on a wicked expression. "She and I had a relationship, don't you mind, Thomas?"

It was raining heavier. The five people stood in an awkward silence.

Red all over her face, Lola really wanted to slap Harry at this moment. How could he become so shameless!

In the dim light, Harry pulled out a cigarette, as if nothing were wrong.

The stunned Joey saw the scene and immediately took out the lighter from his pocket and lit the cigarette for Harry.

Thomas took a deep breath and said, "Boss Lewis, you know, that was in the past. I would not mind. We all need to move on, don't we? "

Lola cast a glare at Harry and said to Thomas, "Leave him alone, let's go!" She turned around, holding Thomas's arm.

That son of a bitch, would he go for one minute without humiliating her!

Watching Lola and Thomas leaving as a pair, Harry took a drag on his cigarette. To give vent to his anger, he puffed a mouthful of smoke into Joey's face.

"Cough!" In an unguarded moment, the innocent Joey was choked by the smoke.

Joey cast a melancholy look at his boss, who was heading to the Maybach in the rain. Joey hastened to catch up and hold an umbrella over Harry.

He really wanted to ask loudly: how do these have anything to do with me?

As the rain continued to pour down, Thomas asked the chauffeur to drive straight into the Newman family's manor and sent her to the villa door.

He got out of the car holding the umbrella, opened the door for Lola and moved the umbrella over her.

Under the roof of the villa, Lola said, "Thank you, Herren..." She called him Herren instead when she thought of what he had said before.

When Thomas heard Lola calling him Herren, his anger was swept away.

This was a progress for him!

"What Harry said..." Lola lowered her head with embarrassment. She wanted to ask him not to put Harry's words in mind.

Thomas noticed her hesitation and knew what she wanted to say. "I know, Lola. Who doesn't have a past? you should not take it to heart, either."

He didn't have virgin complex. If it really bothered him, he would not pursue her.

"Well, it's late. You should go home now!" She looked up at Thomas, who found her flushed face rather enchanting.

He suddenly lowered his head and approached her. Lola took a step back by reflex and kept her head down.

Upon her silent refusal, Thomas realized that there was no substantial progress except in the way she called him.

"I'm going. Goodnight, Lola." He held up his umbrella and strode into the rain.

Looking at the leaving Lincoln, Lola breathed a sigh of relief. Sorry, Thomas, she was still... attached to Harry.

When Lola got upstairs, it was already over ten o'clock in the evening. She carried her daughter to her room.

Having taken a shower, she fixed her eyes on the sleeping girl in her arms.

Nicole, what should mommy do next?

The next day, Lola was awakened by Nicole, who kept rubbing herself against Lola's chest.

"Nicole." She spoke in a hoarse voice.

Nicole, whose hair was in a mess, looked at her mommy with a smile. "Mommy, you're awake!"

Speechless, Lola glanced at her daughter. With all the rubbing, how could she be asleep?

She looked at the time—it was half past six.

"Let's go. Mommy will help you wash up." She crawled out of bed, picked up her daughter and walked to the bathroom.

It had been raining throughout the night. When Lola and Nicole finished breakfast, the rain stopped and the sky cleared up.

As her car was in the company, she had to ask Harold to send her to the company before sending Nicole.
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