Spoiled By My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 633 He’s Not a Good Person

"The virus programs had been removed. Ralph should have escaped."

Ignoring Andrew's attitude, Lincoln asked the driver in a commanding tone, "How long will it take?"

Lincoln had stressed him out and the driver replied numbly, "We're... we're almost there."

As they were talking, the car took a turn and arrived outside the south gate of the stadium.

Many fans were blocked outside by security guards.

Lincoln knew the security guards must not let him get through the door.

So, Lincoln ordered, "Break into it."

"Mr... Mr. Yung."

"I said 'break into it'." Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Lincoln's eyes were brewing anger.

The driver shivered and kept quiet. His palms, which were holding the steering wheel, were wet with

sweat.

Some people were only in their teens, about the same age as his daughter in junior high school.

If he killed these young people, he wouldn’t sleep tight for the rest of his life...

As the driver hesitated, Lincoln suddenly raised his voice. "Didn't you hear me?"

It freaked the driver out and he subconsciously stepped on the accelerator hard.

Lincoln's threatening voice sounded again. "Do you still want to see your wife and child?"

The driver's heart skipped a beat. Finally, without hesitation, he wheeled the car horizontally and let it

slide forward.

"Oh my god!" The crowd spread like a bunch of rabbits in front of a python.

The car suddenly rushed out, knocking down the guard railings and hitting two girls at the entrance.

They fell to the ground, and their knees were torn by the ground, and the blood seeped out.

The others screamed and fled in all directions, so few people got injured.

The security guard was shocked and hurried to check the two injured girls.

They called for help by walkie-talkie. "A car at the south gate knocked down several people. Hurry up

and send some people here!"

A few responses immediately sounded from the walkie-talkie.

The security guard quickly took the girl aside and shouted at the car with a loudspeaker, "Stop! Stop

right now!"

Lincoln looked back and saw it was a minor casualty. He said to the driver, "I didn’t know that you were

such a nice person." His voice was faintly mocking.

The driver shivered and smiled apologetically. "They are innocent."

Lincoln's face suddenly darkened.

"That’s what I want! I want to bankrupt Ralph by compensating those innocent kids. Do you hear me?"

Lincoln’s frosty tone sent a chill down to the driver’s spine, making his teeth chatter with fear.

The car dashed around madly and finally stopped below the stairs.

The stadium was only a few stairs away.

Andrew loved adventure. What Lincoln did had given an impetus to his restless nerves.

Andrew asked Lincoln with a smug smile, "You didn't bring anyone with you. Don't you think it's too

whimsical to steal your lover by yourself?"

Lincoln glanced at Andrew, who kept urging, “Well, I just came here today to seek adventure, alone. I

can't help you."

However, Lincoln had got out of the car with an empty stare.

He slammed the car door heavily. "I understand, Mr. Andrew. Just enjoy the show."

After that, Lincoln barged into the stadium alone.

The driver glazed at the steering wheel and panted. Andrew glanced at him and said flatly, "Relax!

When the security guards come, tell them you had a heart attack. Look at us! We're nice people,"

Andrew continued, "Your families are burdens. Why don't you ditch them and work for me?"

The driver was shocked and looked into Andrew's green eyes through the rearview mirror.

Andrew didn't seem to be a good person either.

The driver smiled bitterly and thought, "What kind of people have I worked with?"

The security guards soon surrounded the car.

"Who is in the car? Get out of the car immediately!" The security guard shouted.

Andrew got out of the car with a pale, panicky face. He blurted in a foreign language, "Help! My driver

just had a heart attack! He almost killed me! Call the police!"

The security guard was confused because they didn’t understand the language.

But the driver, who understood, admired Andrew for his wonderful improvisation.

The Academy seemed to own him a gold-plated statuette.

By the way, he was the boss of an entertainment company.

Well, you know, the boss normally was the best actor in the world, especially when you asked him for a

favor.

The driver had to play a ‘driver who just suffered a heart attack’. He weakly climbed out of the driver's

seat and stammered weakly, "Quick, c-call an ambulance."

As the security guards hesitated, a cold voice sounded from behind. "Call the police."

The driver looked up and widened his eyes in surprise. "Ralph... Ralph Chapman."

Didn't he just come out of the police station?

Why did he arrive at the stadium so soon? Would Mr. Yung's plan work?

His thoughts were all mixed up when he saw ‘Ralph’.

‘Ralph’ glanced at the driver and then at Andrew's eyes.

"Judging from his guilty face, they must have done something wrong. Take them and call the police

later. The rest of you, follow me. I'm sure that someone has sneaked into the stadium."

This person was not the real Ralph, but he looked and behaved exactly the same as Ralph, so the

security guards did not raise doubt and admired him for clearing his name in such a short period.

When the driver and Andrew were detained by the security guards, Andrew decided to quit the game.

So, he explained, “I'm Andrew, the president of F.Y. Entertainment.

Our artists need to work with Miss. Green and Miss Ross, so I came here to support them."

"These were all mistakes. Please... Mr. Chapman, please forgive me. Tell Mrs. Chapman that I’m so

sorry for what I did to her."

"This is my business card."

Andrew took out a business card brimming with gold and handed it to the person fawningly.

Although Andrew had called him by the wrong surname, he easily recognized that he was a fake

Ralph. It did take Lottie quite a long time to figure it out because he and Ralph were basically cut from

the same cloth. None of the security guards recognized him.

However, as a foreigner and stranger, Andrew recognized him at first sight.

Andrew might be another trouble for him.