CEO's Dumb Bride

Chapter 9 He Had Gone Insane for that Woman

Chapter 9 He Had Gone Insane for that Woman

Le Magique...

It was a famous private club in Linkland City, a paradise for the wealthy. Here, any customer might actually be a prominent figure in Linkland City.

This was Lilian's first time here. Her simple attire stood out among the people here.

Inside a private room, there were several people, including Courtney.

She looked careless and casual, resting her hands behind her head, with a more casual posture than many of the men here.

"Lester, my dear big brother, did you get me here just for Mr. Landau to question me?"

While saying that, Courtney glanced at Francis and Julian sitting next to him.

Francis leaned back on the couch, expressionless, with his legs crossed. The dim light only illuminated his chest. His face was in the shadows, making him look mysterious.

Lester Sachs furrowed his brow and spoke in a low voice, "Apologize to Ms. Quinn. Let's get over this, okay?"

Courtney sneered, "Who does she think she is? What right does she have to make me apologize to her?"

"Courtney, don't be foolish!"

Everyone knew that Julian was Francis' precious woman. Courtney was too bold. She offended the most beloved woman of Francis.

"I'm not being foolish. I hit her because I didn't like her. So what?! And, Lester, do you want me to apologize to a home-wrecker? What's wrong with you?"

Courtney's reply made Julian's face turn blue. She stood up abruptly but sat back down on the couch due to the pain in her ankles.

"Don't go too far! When Frank and I were together, he hadn't even married that dummy yet!"

Courtney glanced at her and suddenly sat up straight, grinning while saying, "If you want to put it that way, they have been living together for over a decade. Where were you then?"

"Can it be the same? She's just an orphan. The Landau family let her stay because they pitied her..."

"Bang..."

Julian's words were interrupted as Francis slammed his glass on the table. The force was too strong, causing the glass to shatter into pieces, and the liquor spilled out, spreading across the table.

Francis leaned forward, and his cold and stern face was exposed in the light. His expression was terribly gloomy as he turned his head to look at Courtney. "Apologize," said he.

Courtney raised an eyebrow and replied simply, "No way."

Michael spoke hesitantly, "Frank, why you have to act so angry? We've all been friends for a long time."

But Michael didn't dare to speak out his real though - 'It's really not worth it to act like this to your friends just for a woman.'

Francis glanced at him, and Michael shut his mouth awkwardly, shrinking back into the corner seat.

Lester frowned and sighed, saying, "Let me apologize to her. You know how stubborn Courtney is. Making her apologize is harder than forcing her to kill herself."

Francis grabbed a few tissues, leaned back, and returned to the shadows. He casually wiped his fingers and nonchalantly said, "You want to apologize on behalf of her? Sure, finish all the alcohol on the table."

Lester paused for a moment, noticing that there were at least twenty bottles of strong liquor on the table.

Julian, sitting beside Francis, couldn't find the right time to chime in. She just wanted Courtney to be humiliated, but Francis was challenging Lester. This made her wonder if he was standing up for her or taking out his frustrations.

Lester was silent for a moment, and later he nodded and said, "Alright."

Courtney suddenly stood up and exclaimed, "Lester, are you crazy? Apologize to this woman? Does she deserve it?"

"Shut up!" Lester glared at her, signaling her not to make it worse. He then grabbed a bottle of alcohol from the table.

Courtney rushed forward, snatched the bottle from his hand, and forcefully smashed it on the ground, making a loud shattering sound.

"Why are you listening to him?! Lester, I'm the one who hit her. It's none of your business. And, Francis Landau, if you have the guts, come at me. I want to see what you're capable of. If you're truly reckless, just kill me!"

As soon as she finished her words, several strong bodyguards rushed in from outside, blocking the private room's exit.

Lester's expression changed. He was about to say something, but Courtney grabbed his wrist.

Courtney looked at Francis with disdain and said, "Well, Landau, you are disgusting. Good for you. You have showed your best protection to this b*tch. But you never consider your wife at home once. I look down on you." This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Francis calmly stared at her without saying a word.

"Frank, have you gone mad?" Lester wanted to say something more, but he didn't know what to say next.

It seemed like Francis truly loved Julian Quinn. He was willing to give up friendship for years for this woman.

He had gone insane.

Courtney realized that Francis was serious. She looked at Lester in dilemma. She knew Lester didn't want to be enemies with Francis and didn't want her to be mistreated either. So, in the end, she had to bear this injustice herself.

Besides, she couldn't possibly take down all these well-trained bodyguards.

Courtney clenched her fingers and took a deep breath. And then she bent down to pick up a bottle of alcohol.

"Fine. Apology? Is that what you want? Landau, don't bother your people. I slapped your mistress, and now I'll return what I did to her doubly. I hope this can help Ms. Quinn vent her anger."

With that, she grabbed the bottle and smashed it against her head.