Can't stop loving you

Chapter 99 Late

As time ticked by, Viola clenched her fists and said, "I've decided to find Ivy and ask her what has

happened."

Let's not talk about her past hatred with Ivy, but about Zarian, she didn't want it to hurt him. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"Are you sure? But it's not easy to get close to the makeup room, " Maynard splashed cold water on

her with an expressionless face.

"We'd better go out from here first, and then we'll think about it."

"Who is the reason?" Maynard's face was as dark as ink. Apparently, he realized where he was.

When they turned around after coming out of the bathroom, they saw the sign of "men's room" on the

outside of the bathroom marked on it, which made them almost collapse.

When they came to the door of the dressing room again, Viola played a wisp of hair with her left hand

and smiled sincerely. "Bodyguard, can you ask the bride out?"

The two bodyguards looked at each other, and the one with a black dragon tattoo, said, "No, you're

sneaky. We won't take responsibility if anything happens."

There was a cold sweat on her forehead. When she was racking her brains, Mul came out.

"Hello, Viola. What a coincidence to see you here!" She couldn't help but look at the tip of her shoes

uneasily.

Her eyes lit up. She held her hand and said, "Can you get in and out freely?"

"Yes, the chief editor asked me to take several groups of photos for Miss An. She agreed at that time."

She smiled sheepishly.

Viola took a look inside and asked, "Can you help me to call Miss An out?"

"Well Miss An is still putting on makeup. She will get angry if she is disturbed. "

Viola waved her hand and had to compromise, "Can you bring me some words?"

"Yes, you can!" Nodding heavily, Mul took out a notebook and pen from her bag and handed them to

her.

Taking the bathrobe from her hands, Viola said in her mind, 'Jonny did something bad on your wedding.

He got the picture.'

When she gave the paper to Mul, she fumbled in her pocket and took out a photo, intending to give it to

Mul

As soon as she took it out, she found nothing. She thought it might be put in somewhere else, so she

searched every inch of her body but still nothing.

"Viola, what are you looking for?" With a baffled look, Mul took the pen and paper.

"Wait a minute."

She looked at Maynard, who was standing by her side and watching the fight, and scratched him.

"Viola, stop." Maynard said, gritting his teeth.

Viola rolled her eyes at him. "Just a moment." A cold smile formed on Maynard's face as he could no

longer bear her recklessness.

Not to be outdone, Viola applied her left hand to his body quickly and numbly. When Maynard tried to

stop her, she lifted her foot and stepped on his foot.

As he was experiencing the pain, he continued stroking his chest. The pocket of his suit, the sexy and

protruding Adam's apple, the hard chest, the smooth and elegant eight pack abs.

As she was saying, she put down her hands. Suddenly, she realized something and stopped.

"Why don't you keep touching me?" All of a sudden, Maynard pressed her against the wall. He got

close to her slowly, and his eyes, like two black whirlpools, were able to suck her in.

Viola seemed to be attracted and closed her eyes unconsciously.

"You thought I would kiss you, stupid." Maynard stopped in her tracks and hit her forehead.

With a slight scream, she opened her eyes, "What are you doing?"

"Viola, if you don't have anything else to say, I'll take my leave first." After she pulled herself together,

Mul hurriedly ran into the dressing room.

"No, I have to find the photos now."

It would cause a huge uproar if it was found by someone on the ground.

They went to the bathroom and then returned to the lounge. Still nothing came out.

Viola ran her fingers through her hair, extremely worried, "I've been to several places. Did someone

really find it?"

"Let's look for it again." Maynard grasped her hands that were moving about in her hair and sighed

helplessly.

Viola nodded and said, "That's all I can do now."

But when she tried to open the door, it was already closed.

"What happened?" Maynard said coldly, "It's locked outside."

"What should we do now?" asked Viola

Maynard took out his phone and dialed a number. "Hello, Mr. Li? Come to Sea Villa No. 108."

Seeing that he had hung up the phone, Viola could do nothing but wait quietly.

An hour later, the mobile phone rang. After he picked it up, he said seriously, "Mr. Li called me. He was

stopped at the gate and couldn't get in without the invitation card."

Covering her face with her hands, a thought came to her mind. She took out her cell phone and wanted

to ask for help from Mul. As soon as she got through to Mul, she hung up her phone.

A bad foreboding took over her.

"Click!"

Just when she felt something wrong, the door was opened from outside. "Ah, you are locked inside."

When Chol came in and saw them, he crossed his arms and said, "You really have too many enemies

and have been bullied."

Maynard responded flatly, "You too."

It was rare for him to see such a scene, but now, he became speechless.

After a brief moment of dumbfounded, Viola rushed over and gave a hug to him. "You are really a

dashing and handsome man. You will have a bad death if you still act like a graceful lady."

She realized something at the last sentence and shut her mouth right away.

"Don't praise me if you don't know how to be praised." Although he said so, he still showed his disdain

for her.

He glanced at them and left.

A smile appeared on Viola's face. "Yes, yes."

Maynard's face showed a trace of displeasure. Taking a look at the watch on his wrist, he said, "The

wedding ceremony will begin in thirty minutes. If you want to look for the photos, go quickly. Otherwise,

it will be too late."

A shiver ran down her spine. When she thought of something important, she walked outside. However,

she only took a few steps before she was restrained by the handcuffs. She had to come back.

She turned around and found she was locked. She couldn't get rid of the handcuffs alone.

With her eyes wide open, she asked in confusion, "Mr. Chu?"

"I don't want to be." Maynard said concisely.

With an embarrassed smile, Viola held his arm and shook it gently. "Mr. Chu, I'm begging you. Please

help me."

Maynard looked at her with a faint smile.

Viola ground her teeth, bent over and kissed him on the cheek. "Is that okay?"

Maynard was unmoved. "I'm a businessman. I won't be moved by such a little return," he said

Upon hearing him, Viola felt like she was going to spit out blood. She took a deep breath and said, "Mr.

Chu, if you're willing to help, I can change my net name to 'Mr. Chu saying that I'm really ugly'." her

uneasiness increased in her voice

Maynard pretended to think about it for a while and agreed with her, not intending to make things

difficult for her.

They searched everywhere, but there were still no pictures.

"Don't look for it. It might be at the wedding." When two minutes had passed, Maynard was lost in

thought.

Biting her lower lip, Viola said, "No, I have to stop it."

When the two of them arrived at the wedding ceremony, it was a bit late. The big screen on the scene

had been displayed in a big range, in which the photos she and Maynard had seen before were

displayed. Everybody looked differently.

On the other side, the bride, Ivy, was weeping and holding Zarian's hands tightly, "Please listen to me,

Zarian. I can explain."