Chapter 222
Love After Marriage: Mr. Lancaster's Hidden Wife
Chapter 222 The man replied politely, âIâm a waiter at Lush Heaven. Ms. Ross drank too much, and Ms.
Fowler went out somewhere. We really donât know how to send Ms. Ross home. Would it be convenient
for you to come and pick her up?â Odellâs expression eased up. However, when he thought about the
fact that Sylvia had actually gone to Lush Heaven with Sherry and gotten drunk, his voice
subconsciously cooled, âWatch her. Iâm going over now.â He hung up the phone, quickly changed out of
his pajamas, and went out.
In Lush Heaven, the nightlife was at its peak The crowd swayed to the booming music while the air was
filled with the smell of alcohol, On the second floor, by the railings, Sylvia was drunk and confused she
did not know when Sherry had left.
At that moment, she sat up in a daze, wanting to ask the waiter to get her a glass of water,
However, as soon as she turned around, she saw several young men in floral print shirts around her.
Most of them had tattoos on their exposed arms, and their eyes stared intently at Sylvia
âLook, is she that woman we saw on Mr. Priceâs phone just now?
âIt seems like itâs her. Mr. Price told us to find her quickly, but I didnât expect her to be right outside our
room.â
âWhat are we waiting for? Bring her in and make Mr Price happy***
The few men surrounded her.
A waiter to the side hurriedly stopped them and said with an apologetic smile, âSirs, this lady is a friend
of our bossâs. Please find another woman.â
âGet lost. Even if your boss was here, she wouldnât dare to insult Mr. Price!â âExactly. Donât you know
who Mr. Price is?â
The waiter wanted to say something, but a man with blond hair shoved him aside.
The few men immediately went to Sylviaâs side.
Blondie laughed vulgarly at Sylvia, âCome with us, babe. Mr. Price really wants to get to know
you.â
Sylvia opened her eyes in a daze and asked them, âWho are you?â Blondie laughed. âWeâre good guys,
but Mr. Price is even better.â
Sylviaâs mouth curled in disgust. She was too drunk to have much sense at the moment, so she said
bluntly, âDo you think Iâm blind? Your hair colors could paint a rainbow Did you escape
from the gigolo club?â The blondie and the other men were speechless. It was their first time meetingâa
woman who dared to say that about them. Soon, Blondie laughed and said, âOh, she has spunk. Mr.
Price will love her!â. Then, he said to the other men, âDrag her in!â The men responded and went up to
her.
Sylvia was incredibly drunk and could not react, so they lifted her up like she was an object.
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A few seconds later, she was carried into the opposite room. The room flashed with strobe lights, and
several hot young women gyrated to the music. On the black sofa sat a young man in a black leather
jacket. He had a very tall figure and seemed to be incredibly muscular. He also had a buzzcut, and below
that was a bronze face. His facial contours were also very defined, and there was a clear knife scar at
the corner of his right eye. He appeared shady and fierce, making him appear terrifying. âMr. Price, the
woman youâre looking for is here.â After the men carried Sylvia in, they dropped her by his side. The
man, Edmund Price, was stunned. âIs it really her?â Blondie smiled ingratiatingly. âYouâll know once you
see her.â Edmundâs lips curled. He lowered his head toward Sylvia while taking a drag of his cigarette.
Sylvia curled up on the sofa. The sofa was very comfortable and soft, so she suddenly felt like sleeping.
When the pungent smell of cigarette smoke suddenly blew into her face, she unhappily opened her eyes
and saw a young man smoking.
The man curled the corners of his mouth up into a gangly and evil smile.