Mr. CEO, Your Wife is A Hidden BOSS! novel Chapter 1682

Chapter 1682: Trapped

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Wright’s gaze fell on the door. After a long while, he said, "There’s definitely no one else here. Let’s search other places!"

"Yes!"

Wright turned to leave with the guards.

When Gu Zhou and Qiao Nian heard the door of the gold room close and the footsteps disappear, they heaved a sigh of relief.

Although the two of them were safe for the time being, they were still trapped.

Whether they went out of the gold room or the bedroom on the other side, they didn’t know the entire basement very well. They might even bump into Wright and the guards when they walked around.

They had come here to find that woman, but this woman had hidden herself too deeply.

At this moment, Qiao Nian said thoughtfully, "Why don’t we go to the bedroom and take a look? I just looked through the crack in the door. There’s no one else in the bedroom!"

Gu Zhou nodded slightly.

The two of them opened the door facing the bedroom. This bedroom was decorated in a European retro style. There was a lot of walnut furniture inside.

This bedroom wasn’t big. It looked to be thirty square meters. Their eyes were attracted to the ground beside the closet. There was a diamond earring on the ground.

Qiao Nian quickly walked over and looked down at the diamond earring on the ground. A trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. "Could it be that that woman hid after running to the bedroom?"

"That should be the case." Gu Zhou walked to the other door of the bedroom. He saw the guard searching room by room. He quickly walked to Qiao Nian’s side and said in a low voice, "They’ll come here very soon. Why don’t we retreat to the gold room first?"

The most dangerous place was the safest place!

Those people probably wouldn’t expect them to return to the gold room either.

Qiao Nian walked up to the dressing table and listened to the footsteps outside. She realized that they were getting closer and closer. She quickly glanced around. There was not a single strand of hair on the comb on the dressing table. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

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