The Trap of the Noble CEO

At this moment, everything was chaotic, with all security personnel busy trying to calm the noisy crowd. Andolie took this opportunity to quickly run to the secret passage at the back of the rest area.

The sky was gray that night, with darkness all around. She had stumbled into the passage that day and could now only find it by relying on her memory.

The open space behind the rest area was very empty, with no guards stationed. Relying on her remaining memories, she quickly found the secret passage.

She reached out and tentatively pushed the iron door, finding it unlocked. She quickly turned sideways and nimbly disappeared into the narrow passage.

Stepping out of the passage and through a long corridor, the rest area was bright like an open-air cafe, with a design that gave a sense of spaciousness and simplicity.

Andolie searched for a long time but couldn’t find Yano Zenji’s private rest room. Following her remembered route, she turned into a corridor and suddenly saw a rest room, with a noisy sound of laughter and cursing coming from inside – all male voices.

Was Yano Zenji inside? Andolie stared blankly at the door, hesitating whether she should enter.

With so many men inside, wouldn’t it be too abrupt and rude if she barged in?

Well… maybe she should listen first and see if she could hear Yano Zenji’s voice!

Thinking this, she brought her head close, her ear pressed tightly against the door panel, holding her breath and listening carefully.

But after listening for a while, she could only hear a noisy clamor, unable to make out anything specific. Andolie sighed, just as she was about to draw back, the door was suddenly forcefully opened.

Andolie had no time to react, standing like a startled small animal, completely losing the ability to escape.

“Hey! Come and see what’s outside the door! It’s an undeniable beautiful woman!” The one who opened the door was a young, handsome race car driver, wearing only boxer shorts.

The drivers inside, hearing his words, curiously walked out of the rest room. In no time, the doorway was crowded with several muscular men with bare torsos.

“What a beautiful girl! Which driver’s fan are you? That driver is really lucky!” A young man with brown hair stood by the door, with an envious expression.

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