A Sweet Night The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently

Audrey withdrew her gaze and looked at Bryson, puzzled.

"Bryson, are we at the wrong place?"

Before this, Bryson had only told her that after her little brother had been abducted, he had been

adopted by a couple who could not bear children. Afterwards, the couple had both died in a collapsed

building. Her little brother had been living with his grandmother. However, a while ago, his grandmother

had also died of illness.

Bryson gazed at her, "No, Audrey, get out of the car!"

Audrey looked at Bryson in confusion. She suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart and it got worse and

worse.

After getting out of the car, Bryson held her hand and walked to the door of the prison.

Bryson looked at his watch.

"I called before we came. He said that he would come out at 12:30. Now, it is almost time."

As Bryson's voice ended, Audrey got down in the dumps.

She thought, "It can't be what I thought it is. It can't be!"

She gripped the pendant around her neck tightly and stared at the exit of the prison.

After a while, the thick iron door of the prison was opened. The sound of it got Audrey's heart tightened,

making her heart nervous and upset. She immediately looked up to the big iron door of the prison.

As the heavy iron gate was opened, a boy came out of the gate with a prison guard following him.

The boy was about 1. 8 meters tall, wearing a tattered T-shirt, washed white jeans, and dirty sports

shoes.

His black hair was not trimmed for a long time, so his bangs covered his eyes. His face was dirty,

making his face barely recognizable.

After sending him out, the prison guard turned and walked back.

The boy walked out of the prison and saw Bryson and Audrey standing not far from the exit.

A gust of wind blew past, raising the boy's bangs, revealing his eyes.

It was also the moment the boy's eyes were revealed that Audrey recognized his eyes.

It was her brother...

Audrey's eyes turned hot and her throat tightened. She muttered, "Quentin... Quentin..."

However, the boy showed impatience in his eyes. He looked coldly at Audrey and Bryson and said,

"The people in the prison said that someone bailed me out. Was it you?"

Audrey looked at the indifference in the boy's eyes and her heart tightened again.

Just as she was about to say something, the boy spoke again, "Listen, even if you bail me out, that's

not helping. I killed him!"

While speaking, the boy's tone was very calm.

Audrey was so shocked, and her mind went blank.

He... He actually killed someone.

How did this happen?

When they were getting off the expressway, Bryson reminded her to be mentally prepared, so ... was

this what Bryson meant?

"You... You said you killed someone?" Audrey's voice trembled slightly.

The boy had an arrogant expression on his face and said, "Huh, you bailed me out. You don't even

know that I am a murderer? Look, you bailed me out. Maybe I will soon kill both of you."

Audrey was speechless.

The boy stared at Audrey's face and gently touched his lower lip, saying maliciously, "However, you are

so beautiful. If you come with me..."

Before the boy could say anything more unpleasant, Audrey suddenly stepped forward and slapped

him in the face.

With a bang, the boy was slapped away by Audrey, and he was stunned.

Because Audrey used a lot of force when she hit him, a pink palm print immediately appeared on the

boy's cheek.

The boy turned to look at Audrey in disbelief, his eyes filled with anger.

"How dare you hit me, you son..."

The boy still wanted to swear, but Audrey raised her hand and slapped the other side of his face.

Immediately, the boy felt his cheeks burning in pain.

Audrey glared fiercely at the boy, "How dare you swear again!"

Audrey was so angry that she was trembling, and the palm of her hand that she used to hit the boy was

also trembling with heat.

When the boy faced Audrey, when he met her eyes, he felt inexplicably panicked. It was as if there

were something inside the girl that scared him, and that pair of eyes seemed familiar to him before.

Because, when he saw her, he felt a sense of familiarity.

But ... he could not recognize where he had seen her before.

The boy opened his mouth, wanting to say something. Audrey raised her hand again, wanting to slap

him in the face. The boy immediately shrank his neck and quickly said, "I want to say that I'm hungry.

Don't hit me anymore!"

Audrey looked at the boy's fearful expression and her heart inexplicably softened. Then, she withdrew

her palm and looked at the boy with anger and pity.

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat!"

...

In a restaurant, the boy wolfed down the food.

After eating a few mouthfuls, the boy got choked and started coughing.

Audrey handed a glass of water to the boy, helpless, and said, "Slow down. No one is going to snatch it

from you."

"Thank you!" The boy took the water and took a sip, then continued to lower his head to eat.

As the boy lowered his head to eat, Audrey gave Bryson a look. The two of them stood up, leaving the

boy and Kolby to continue eating.

When they got to a place where there was no one outside the washroom, Audrey looked at him

anxiously and asked.

"Bryson, what exactly is going on? Quentin, he ... how could he kill someone and get locked up in

prison? Is there a misunderstanding?"

Bryson's eyes moved a bit.

"I found out that because he borrowed dear money from someone but he was unable to repay the debt,

so he went to killed that person. When the police arrived at the scene, he happened to be holding a

knife that was used to stab the dead. And he ... admitted it himself. It was him who killed the

moneylender. The witness and material evidence were complete. He also admitted his crime, so he

was arrested on the spot."

"How could this be!" Audrey's eyes were blank and unfocused, and she was shaking unsteadily.

Bryson held on to her arm.

"He is now sentenced to life imprisonment in the first trial. The family of the victim has already filed a

complaint and they want him to be sentenced to death."

Audrey trembled even more violently.

Death penalty! If he was sentenced to death, then he would be dead.

How could her once kind little brother kill someone?

Moreover, Quentin was only twenty-two years old this year, and he was still so young.

Audrey clenched her fists. She shook her head heavily.

She did not believe that Quentin would kill someone.

"I don't believe that Quentin would kill someone. I must prove his innocence."

Bryson looked at the determined look in Audrey's eyes and reached out to pull her into his arms. He

said, "Alright, I'll help you."