No Escape From Mr. CEO's Dangerous Love

Chapter 71

Lola's grandmother was not a master of painting. Lola cared about that painting, just because her grandmother meant a lot to her.

Looking at the anxious little woman next to him, Thomas smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. If you want it, I will buy it for you."

"There is no need to compete with Harry. Let him take it. Don't spend too much money on unworthy things." Lola stared at the back of Harry and bit her bottom lip. What a fool he was! Money burns a hole in his pocket?

"Thirty million." Harry raised his paddle again.

This time, Thomas didn't follow him. With the fall of a hammer, the auctioneer said, "Thirty Million, last chance! ...Bidder No. 6, Mr. Lewis. Congratulations!" ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

During the following auction, Thomas bid an antique of the ancient times for twenty million.

Harry took a landscape oil painting of a famous French artist of the 17th century with the bid of fifty million. His lavishness made everyone speechless.

After the auction, Lola together with Thomas bid a farewell to guests smilingly. Her face had hardly gone numb after keeping smiling when all the others left.

Lola and Thomas walked out of the hotel escorted by several guards behind them. When they approached the parking garage, Lola relaxed her hold, quietly took out her phone, had a quick look at the message and put it back.

Seeing her little trick, Thomas just smiled and said nothing.

In the parking garage.

The black Maybach overbearingly stopped in the way and a man casually laid his suit jacket on his shoulder with his tie loosened. The cigarette ends at his feet showed that he had been waiting for a long time.

Harry blew a smoke ring, looking dispirited yet handsome.

Thomas looked at his own car. The case was that his car could move forward only if the Maybach drove away. It seemed that the man was trying to make trouble!

"Mr. Lewis, could you please move your car, thank you!" Thomas's chauffeur, with great respect, asked the cold man in front of him.

"I will if she asks me to do that." Harry took the last puff and stubbed out the cigarette. Then he pointed to Lola who was draping Thomas's jacket over her shoulders.

"Er..." The chauffeur embarrassedly looked at the date of the president and did not know what to do.

"Mr. Lewis, aren't you in a hurry to go back and accompany Miss Morrison?" The woman next to him stiffened when Thomas opened his mouth.

Yeah, how could she be so stupid to expect that this man would wait for her?

"There is no need to accompany other women. Keeping my wife company will suffice. But, Mr. Herren, is there no woman in Ascea? Why do you bother my wife? Would you like me to send you a dozen of women?" Harry lighted another cigarette and took a puff.

Thomas smiled, "Thanks, but no need. Women are everywhere but there is only one to my taste." His words squeezed the last bit of patience out of Harry.

Lola looked at the cigarette ends and stared at Harry. Then she strode forward to him. She grabbed the cigarette from him and threw it on the ground while watching him. Then she stamped out the cigarette with her black high heels.

"I'm not allowed to smoke. Why do you keep smoking here? Why?" Could the old saying be true: one man may steal a horse while another may not look over a hedge?

This was the difference between Yolanda and Lola. Yolanda would persuade Harry to give up smoking. But she never dared to come up and talk to him in this way. On the contrary, the hot-tempered Lola would only rush directly toward him to throw his cigarette with no more kind words.

Harry looked at the cigarette end on the ground. But he was not irritated. He turned to Thomas and asked, "Are you determined to badger my wife?"

Thomas, who was always mature and charming, smiled. "It's not like that. Actually, Lola wants to be an actress and it happens that I can help her fulfill the dream. I am totally different from someone who cares for his ex-girlfriend rather than his own wife. How ridiculous!"

Lola could only see a figure flashing past her when a suit jacket with familiar smell fell into her arms. At

the same time, the two men over there began to fight ...

The guards of Thomas immediately came up to separate them. Thomas and Harry each had got a punch from the other one and their faces were both bruised. They stared at each other angrily.

Lola threw both Harry's jacket and the jacket on her onto the ground, "Don't be so childish!"

Then she went away on her 3-inch high heels, "You two can go on and people all over the world will have a good laugh at you tomorrow morning!"

A president of the country and a CEO of a company fought for a woman. It is extremely ridiculous! She stepped forward full of resentment. Clip-clop, clip-clop, clip-clop...

"Mr. Herren, I beg your pardon. Please keep far away from my wife from now on!"

"Only if you cherish her!"

Harry who became rather angry intended to rush to Thomas and Thomas was also ready to take it.

The guards hurried to stop them and three of them had to pull Harry back to the Maybach. One chubby guard said tactfully, "Mr. Lewis, Miss Newman has gone away by herself! It's cold and she is still

wearing an evening gown. I'm afraid it's a bit dangerous!"

After the Maybach left the parking garage at full gallop, the chauffeur looked around cautiously to check and make sure that there were no reporters. Then the chauffeur walked Thomas to the car and called Naomi, asking her to stand by in the Pearl Spring villa.

Lola walked angrily on the road. Her red evening gown and beautiful face attracted many people's attention.

Those who wanted to strike up a conversation with her were all frightened away by her angry gaze.

When another man wanted to try again, a luxurious car rushed over and stopped on the roadside.

Then everyone saw that the beauty was pulled to the passenger seat of the car by a handsome man and then the car galloped away. Everyone sighed: losers as they were, they could not understand the world of the wealthy!

"Lola, how dare you. Who give you the courage to show up with a man in public?" Harry locked the four car doors so that there was nowhere for Lola to escape.

"Harry, you have no right to judge me! Didn't you stay with other women in public? And you even brought her home. Would you like to be surrounded by beauties?" Lola raised her voice out of anger. This man was so thick-skinned!

He nodded as if thinking of something, "Surrounded by beauties? Em, good idea."

"You ... bastard, let me get out of the car!" Seeing Harry was thinking about it seriously, Lola was so

furious that she broke out into curses.

"Don't you dare talk to me like that, Lola!" In the past years, those who dared to curse him all ended up tragedy. He needed to think about how to punish her.

"I won't go back with you!" How come that woman complacently sleep with her husband in her house after killing her baby?

The man sneered, "Why? Since you have made friends with Thomas, you wanted to have an affair with him?" Harry's satirical words made Lola's eyes red.

"So what? Aren't you cheating on me?" Lola was certain that they had already slept together.