No Escape From Mr. CEO's Dangerous Love
Chapter 111

Chapter 111

Harry's face turned gloomy on hearing Yolanda's voice. Lola, to his surprise, answered the video callfrom Yolanda.

Lola giggled, phone in her hand, "Mr. Lewis, I just had a real fun!" It was really nice! Treading on thewoolen carpet barefoot was of course comfortable.

Harry could tell from the seductive voice that she was on purpose.

Yolanda couldn't recognize the voice, but she knew for sure it was a women's voice.

The very saying of having fun inevitably left her to imagine more.

Face distorted in rage, Yolanda wondered how many scandals Harry was tangled with.

But she was gloat about her wise favor for such a sought-after man. A great many scandals were infact a strong proof of her smart choice.

A woman in sports suit suddenly appeared on the screen. Yolanda had a clear glance at her face, theface of the woman who had gone for nowhere for four years.

It was Lola! That bitch again! She clenched her fists, "Harry!" Yolanda's heartbroken voice was heardfrom the line.

She remembered he once declared he would never be with Lola. But what the hell were they doingnow?

Grudge, desperation and grief touched every nerve of her at the moment.

Having heard Yolanda's voice, Harry took the phone and hung up, throwing a chilly glance to thewoman

who now lost all her commanding bearing seen in the company in the daytime.

"How dare you hurt her?"

The question tinged with frozen tone stiffened Lola's smile, and then wiped it all out.

One was icy-cold; one awkward in the depressing air.

Lola totally underestimated what Yolanda meant to Harry. She even hold the delusion that Harry still feltfor her.

There was a likelihood that his invitation simply proved for business. Perhaps she overthought.

In that case, why did he mess with her again and again? Did he intend to win her over as a mistresswith his fame and fortune?

The long time silence and mutual gaze finally ended the moment Lola's phone rang.

She picked up the phone in numb from her bag on the sofa. It turned out to be a strange number.

"Hello?" Her voice faltered. She turned her back toward Harry.

"Lola, it's me." A familiar man's voice came from the phone. She knew who he was at once.

Why on earth did Thomas call her now? They have been out of touch since they last met at grandpa'sbirthday party.

"Hello, Mr. Herren." Lola suddenly changed her tone. An inexplicit bitterness welled up in her.

Harry frowned at the name. Had she been in touch with Thomas all the time?

He calmly sat on the sofa, picked up the half glass of red wine and continued to sip it.

"Are you busy now?" Thomas was now at office, rubbing his sore temple. He came back today.

With eyes glued to her feet, she answered, "No, I'm not. What?"

"You free tomorrow night? I wanna treat you a dinner." He stated out his intention directly. Lola wasabout to refuse the invitation, but considering the presence of the man behind, she said, "

Ok, what time will be? I'll be on time." She gently replied. In a daze, Thomas wondered what washappening over there.

"When do you knock off? I will come to pick you up."

"Six, normally. I'll let you know when I'm off-duty." With her sweet voice, Thomas concluded, if right, shewas not alone.

"All right. It's getting late. Good night!" He checked the time, knowing it's time to go home.

"Good night." Lola put the phone back to her bag after hanging up the phone, then walked straighttowards the door.

Harry's face turned pale after he witnessed such a phone dating. "Stop!" And now she was going toleave without saying a word?

A low and stern voice came from behind her. She stopped, saying, "Mr. Lewis, it's late. You can talk tome in the company tomorrow." From the way she spoke, she was up to no good. Flames of angersurged up within him.

Did she have to be such an obstinate mule? She just never gave in, didn't she?

"You really think you can come and go of your own will, huh?" As the voice came close, Lola was readyto rush out.

Seeing through her next move, Harry yanked her back in the chest after striding forward a few steps.

Her lips seems more attractive without wearing a red lipstick.

He kissed her softly and felt her breathing. Lola pushed him away and gave him a sound slap right inhis stern face.

Air and time stopped at this moment. The whole villa fell into dead silence.

Lola felt pins and needles in her hand, saying, "What do you take me for? A whore who is always at

your beck and call? She could keep her voice cool when looking at his profile, but the very thought ofwhat he just said completely overwhelmed her. "If you are afraid I will lay my hands on your fiancee,then stay away from me!" She raised her voice.

Harry licked his wound, fixed his eyes on the woman and placed his right hand on her white neck.

"Lola, you daredevil!" As the unmerciful threatening rang in her ear, he started to pinch her neck withhis big palm.

Although she exerted all efforts to shake off his hand, he didn't budge an inch.

At the sight of cunningness and coldness on his face that were seen four years ago, Lola closed hiseyes, tears tricking down through her cheeks.

She had no clue why she shed tears. Was that because of grievance? Or fear? Or pain, perhaps. Allthat was truly unknown to her.

As time clicked away, he stopped his pinching, stonily staring at the crying woman.

Keeping the pent-up caring at bay, he relentlessly yelled, "I'm here to get back at you, Lola! Don't forgetabout it! You are just an ordinary woman to me and there is nothing serious between us."

A note of scathing sarcasm was disclosed in her smiling.

Good! In that cases, she said, "Thanks for your reminding. I don't wanna see you for the rest of mylife." She obstinately looked into his eyes, and thought to herself, "she can't lose no matter how mightyhe looks like. She must hold on to last."

Harry instantly flied into fury and violently shook her away. "Then get out of my house!" Lola lost herbalance and bumped against the door. Lucky for her, she didn't hurt herself.

"Asshole! He was insane!"

She cursed silently. Putting on her shoes, she opened the door and dashed out. Before she slappedthe door, she shot back, "You jerk, Harry!"

The door closed with a bang, and the woman left. The whole world became silent.