Mr. CEO Your Wife Has Wanted a Divorce for a Long Time novel Chapter 409

Chapter 409

Ten minutes later, Maggie went to the restroom with a few others.

Just as she opened the door and saw someone inside, about to apologize and step back out, a hand clamped over her mouth and nose. She barely had time to register anything before her consciousness blurred.

The people who had drugged her quickly disguised her with the help of a waiting accomplice, then tried to hurry her out of the restroom.

Skirting Cole’s group, they managed to get her outside and were about to bundle her into a car when someone blocked their path

At that moment, Franklin’s phone rang.

After hearing the message, he rose and said to the two executives beside him, “Something’s come up, I’ll have to go. We’ll meet again another time

Chad followed as Franklin went downstairs.

3y the time they reached outside, the culprits had already been subdued.

Seeing Maggie unconscious, Chad froze for a second before quickly grasping the situation. But what stunned him more was–when had Franklin arranged all his?

The men waiting respectfully reported, “Mr. Wilson, we’ve stopped them.”

Mm.” Franklin strode forward, took the unconscious Maggie from them, and without another word, carried her to the car.

had hesitated, then followed him inside.

No sooner had Franklin settled Maggie in his lap than her phone rang from her bag.

t was the two engineers who had gone to the restroom with her. Not finding her inside after several minutes, they had grown worried and tried to call her.

ranklin ignored the call, adjusting Maggie’s position in his arms before hanging up.

till anxious, the engineers then called Johnny. Alarmed, Johnny immediately dialed Maggie’s number. This time, Franklin answered.

Maggie, you-” Johnny began urgently.

ut Franklin cut him off. “She fainted. I’m taking her back to the hotel.”

hnny’s steps faltered. “Franklin?”

Yes.” And with that, he added, “I’m hanging up now.”

You-”

ut Franklin ended the call,

‘rom the passenger seat, Chad kept glancing back.

eeing Franklin holding Maggie the whole way, Chad considered saying something, but then a panel quietly rose between the front and back seats, cutting off

is view.

He stared blankly for a moment, stunned.

The bar was neither very near nor very far from the hotel. After about half an hour, the car arrived.

Franklin carried the still–unconscious Maggie out. Chad noticed carefully; her clothes weren’t disheveled, but her lipstick was smudged outside her lips–as if she had been kissed, or perhaps it had been rubbed during a struggle.

Which it was, he couldn’t be sure.

Franklin said nothing, just carried her upstairs. Chad could only follow behind.