No Escape From Mr. CEO's Dangerous Love

The women, who had been struggling in the river, disappeared unexpectedly. Harry swam quickly towards the middle of the river.

The last minute before Lola lost consciousness, her arm was grabbed. Then, two powerful long arms held around her waist. She sensed a familiar kiss, blowing air into her mouth.

She missed Harry so much...

The man held her with one arm and swam to the shore with the other one.

At last, Harry got her ashore in the crowd of rubbernecks.

Those who gathered around the riverside, immediately made way for them. Someone even helped to take Lola over and put her on the ground.

Harry immediately gave a chest compression to the woman fainting on the ground. Lola, you evil woman! You just fell into the water. Don't play dead!

He had shown some real skills here!

He was handsome, kind and he could even save people. Oh, my God! "I'll ask if he has a girlfriend after he finishes."

A college girl, whose eyes were shining with excitement, stared at the cool Harry.

"Maybe the girl is his girlfriend!" The man beside give a scornful look to the girl who was having a crush on Harry.

Hearing that, the college girl's face fell at once. What happened next dashed her hope completely.

After Lola spat out most of the water in her belly, Harry knelt half down to give her artificial respiration without hesitation!

Mr. Anderson saw this crystal clear and guessed Harry must have an affair with her.

When Harry noticed the quarrel, he strode over after simply apologizing to Mr. Anderson.

Then he jumped in without a slightest hesitation when he saw Miss fall into the water.

No wonder SL Group had developed into an empire. The CEO was kind and loyal, different from the cruel and merciless one in the rumor. The boss was faithful and employees were responsible. The project had high profits and prospects. Did he have any reason to refuse the cooperation with them?

The woman finally came to herself in the cough. Otherwise, Harry was going to call the ambulance.

The blue sky and the handsome man with water dropping from his hair... "Am I dead?" asked Lola weakly.

Harry stared at the woman on the ground with a weird look. He replied gloomily, "Do I look like a ghost? "

Those rubbernecks fanned out when they found the woman was all right.

Mr. Anderson stayed where he was. Having noticed that everyone else had left, he returned to his seat and signed his name on the contract.

Lola, who was still lying on the ground, closed her eyes and then opened again. She could still see Harry. Oh! "So I'm not dead."

"Well? Are you disappointed?" He stood up and stared down coldly at her with his hands in the pockets.

Her white blouse was all wet where the undershirt could be seen faintly.

Harry's face turned ghastly pale. He took up the suit jacket and covered her with it, "Get up!"

Lola looked at the jacket on her in confusion. She raised herself up and threw the jacket back to Harry, "I'm not cold!"

Harry was going to explode. He covered her again with the jacket rudely, "Are you going to show your black undershirt to everyone?"

Hearing this, Lola blushed. She pulled the jacket tighter immediately and glared at him, "You cad!" Couldn't he just notice somewhere else?

Just then, Mr. Anderson walked over and smiled at the wet guys, "Miss Newman, are you all right?"

Lola smoothed down her wet hair and shook her head with a bitter smile, "Thank you, Mr. Anderson. I'm OK."

Mr. Anderson handed the contract to Harry, "Mr. Lewis, Miss Newman, I look forward to the cooperation!" He reached out his hand to Harry.

The instant Harry took over the contract, he understood what Mr. Anderson meant. He smiled, "Me, too!" They shook hands, announcing the start of another giant project.

Normally, a contract concerning hundreds of millions should have been signed in the presence of media. But Harry and Mr. Anderson both kept a low file. So they signed the contract quietly.

"Find somewhere to get yourselves changed." Staring at the soaking guys, Mr. Anderson pointed at a hotel nearby.

"Okay, Mr. Anderson. Keep in touch!" They shook hands and said goodbye.

At YZ International Hotel.

Harry checked in a presidential suite extravagantly even for a simply bathing and changing.

When they entered the room, he asked Lola to have a bath first. Lola looked at him, who was wet and gloomy, "You... Shall we bathe at the same time? There's another bathroom, isn't there?"

Hearing this, Harry's eyebrows cocked, "No, there is only one bathroom. Are you inviting me?" He wouldn't mind, of course!

Lola was flushed and bit her lower lip. She gave him a hard stare, "Just enjoy the wet feelings out here!" Then she rushed into the bathroom.