Submit to the Boss He Rules the Boardroom and the Bedroom novel Chapter 762

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Chapter 762 Failure of the Plan

Seeing this, the man quickly reached out to help her up, and both of them fell on the sofa.

The scornful smile on the face of Brad Stark became even brighter. Before they could get up, he teased in an underbred tone, "Mr. Nash,

you are so lucky to have such beauty in your arms..."

The man called Mr. Nash was already drunk. His sneaky eyes scanned Lucia, but he still kept waving his hand.

"Miss Mitchell is President August's wife. I wouldn't dare to have any designs on her no matter how bold I am."

Brad didn't know how to answer for a while and could only smile awkwardly. Several men next to him echoed, "If we have improper

thoughts about Miss Mitchell, then we are tired of living "

"That's right. Don't talk nonsense. Everyone in Austos knows President August's temper. We have to make a living "

"Come to think of it, no wonder Ms. Mitchell was able to control President August. Look at where she chose to treat us. She's such an

energetic woman."

"Miss Mitchell, you have good taste. Otherwise, how could you arrange such a paradise for us?"

The men's voices were mixed with evil laughter. Although they did not dare to touch Lucia, they did not stop their foul words. Lucia

frowned as she looked at those men, feeling disgusted. Even a fool could see that she had been tricked by someone. Moreover, the

perpetrator was this wily person, Brad Stark. She was not sure what the other party's real purpose was, but the longer she stayed here,

the more dangerous the situation would be. She had to leave this troublesome place as soon as possible and then find a way to investigate

who was behind this. Thinking of this, Lucia glanced at the man with her cold eyes, and said drily, "Mr. Stark, you'd better give me a

reasonable explanation for what happened today."

Brad took a glance at her, and the panic in his eyes disappeared in an instant. When he looked up at her again, his face was still full of

grievance and innocence.

"Miss Mitchell, this really has nothing to do with me. I did receive news that everyone was discussing the details of the contract. I don't

know what kind of place the Blue Palace is..."

When he met Lucia's sharp eyes, he suddenly felt a burst of guilt in his heart. Beads of sweat began to pour down his forehead. He could

only bite the bullet and continued, "After I arrived here, I heard that you were the host, so I changed my words."

Lucia studied Brad, observing his expression. The coldness in her eyes became more and more obvious. "In that case, I'll leave this to

you. I have something else to do, so please excuse me."

While speaking, she had already opened the door of the private room and walked out. It was too late for Brad to stop her, but he was

unwilling to let her leave like this, so he quickly followed her out. He had accepted other people's money, so he had to make things done.

Now that the task had not been completed, how could he let Lucia run away? What's more, in this case, letting her go was tantamount to

inviting trouble. Lucia would never let him go if she left the Blue Palace. Thinking of this, Brad gritted his teeth and quickened his pace to

follow Lucia closely. He secretly rejoiced that she was wearing a pair of high heels today and couldn't walk too fast.

"Miss Mitchell, please let me explain." The anxiety on his face was not fake. As he quickly caught up with Lucia, he picked up the tea set

next to him and threw it at her head.

As the stinging pain instantly assaulted her, Lucia frowned. She felt the scene in front of her grow blurry, and the sinister smile on Brad's

face also started to change. In the end, all that remained before her eyes was an expanse of whiteness. She felt her legs go soft then fell

onto the ground.

"Miss Mitchell? Miss Mitchell..." Brad's voice was filled with faint excitement. He lowered his voice to test her while shaking her soft

body.

Two tall men in suits rushed past the corridor corner. Joshua frowned and said coldly, "We've already sent in three batches, but there's

still no result. If this continues..."

August suddenly stopped. He raised a hand to motion for Joshua to stop talking. He cast a stern sidelong glance at the other end of the

corridor and a chilly aura covered his body.

"August!"

Joshua paused a second, then hurried to catch up to him. By the time he saw what happened in front of him clearly, August had already

kicked Brad in the face. Brad rolled on the ground twice, and he couldn't move for a moment. He swayed and got up, cursing, "Which bastard dare to ruin my plan..."

Before he could finish his words, a frosty gaze swept over him. He subconsciously looked up and saw August. His voice immediately

Chapter 762 Failure of the Plan

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stopped abruptly. When he realized what had happened, his whole body was shaking like a leaf. "President August, please listen to my

explanation."

August lowered his gaze and pulled Lucia into his embrace. The coldness in his eyes grew stronger and he said coldly, "Joshua, I'll leave

the rest to you."

Hearing this, Joshua's face was filled with interest. As he stretched, he approached Brad. August quickly disappeared into the corridor,

and the man's scream immediately came from the end of the corridor...

At the same time, Jerrod rushed into Currer Sullen's office and shouted, "Director Sullen, something went wrong with our plan. The

situation is not optimistic now..."

Hearing this, Currer's expression changed. She sat up from the chair and asked in surprise, "Where is Lucia? Have you got what I want?" Jerrod nodded and replied, "I've got the surveillance footage, and I've also released all the records to ensure that no one can find.

anything

"It's good," Currer breathed a long sigh of relief, and her expression eased a little. She snapped, "Then why are you in such a hurry?" "But..." Jerrod said, observing her reaction, coldly said, "Our people are trapped and Lucia has been taken away by President August." What?!

"Why did August appear in the Blue Palace?" She glared at Jerrod angrily and shouted, "You can't even arrange such a small thing. How

can you be an assistant?"

Jerrod lowered her head slowly and did not dare to make a sound. Currer could only keep forcing herself to calm down, and ordered in a deep voice, "Post screenshots of the surveillance on the Internet immediately. We must get the headline tomorrow before the public

relations department of the Lion group."

"What about the advertising company..."

Only then did Currer remember that there was such a troublesome good-for-nothing. She was even more dissatisfied with Jerrod. She asked sternly, "Did you leave any clues when you contacted them the last time?"

Hearing this, Jerrod shivered violently. She hurriedly lowered her head and replied, "I did as you asked. I didn't leave any online traces." Currer's eyes were instantly filled with bloodlust, and a cold smile slowly appeared on her face, "Then let him take his own

responsibility."