Spoiled By My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 663 Coldness is for another reason

Lottie stood in the hallway for a long time before she lost her mind and went back to her room.

Merle and Harleen, who were hiding behind the door, glanced at each other and both sat back in the

living room in silence, pretending not to know anything.

And only when everyone had left and Connie, who was hiding in a visual dead zone, pushed Alfred out

from behind the potted plant.

"Why did you just stop me from explaining?"

Connie's heart hurts when she thinks of Ian's aggressive attitude.

Pissed off.

What's more, I didn't expect that this Jeremy would be so shameless as to deny his actions, but he

even dared to make a backhanded remark!

Just now Connie tried to rush out several times, were blocked by Alfred.

Alfred's lips curled slightly.

"How can you watch a good show afterwards if you go and break it down now?"

"What do you mean?"

Alfred swept Connie a glance, did not explain, but directed Connie to push himself back to the room.

When he returned, the housekeeper and his assistant and his team were already waiting over there.

"Young master, where have you been, what took you so long to come back!"

The housekeeper rushed forward and looked carefully at Alfred's injured leg, fearing that he might not

notice and cause a second injury.

Alfred let the butler finish checking before saying, "It's okay, with Connie around, she won't let me get

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After hearing this, the butler silently retreated to the side.

What time is it, still sending dog food.

Connie, however, ignored the comment and was still thinking about what Alfred meant by that earlier.

Alfred, however, instructed the housekeeper, "Contact the hotel for me and ask him to get the

surveillance in the hallway."

The butler was a little confused: "What surveillance?"

"It is within this hour, the outside corridor surveillance video, all copy a copy to me."

The butler was a competent butler and he didn't ask why, he acted on the spot.

The hotel was contacted to negotiate, however, it was refused.

The butler was again coerced and still got the same answer.

This hotel has been able to operate to its present size because of strict management.

Also because the guests staying in are big stars, movie queens and movie stars are popping up all

over the place, paying more attention to customer privacy.

Therefore, unless necessary, the hotel's surveillance will not be easily copied to anyone.

Alfred listened to the housekeeper's side of the negotiations and felt more and more that things were

not simple.

Did the hotel really refuse so firmly because they didn't want to disclose the privacy of their customers?

Or is it because someone else has already spoken to the hotel, so that the surveillance is not leaked?

"Interesting." Alfred muttered again, extending his hand toward the butler.

The butler would understand and handedthe phone to Alfred respectfully.

"It's me, I'm Alfred."

On the other end came the hotel manager's polite reply, "Mr. Barton, how are you?"

"In a word, can the surveillance be transferred?"

"Sorry, Mr. Barton, the hotel has a rule that no surveillance video will be released unless there is an

emergency."

Alfred: "No one can see it?"

The hotel manager was silent and considered before answering cautiously, "If you really want to see it,

you need to go through the consent of the guests on that whole floor, and all of them agree before you

can watch it."

And look can only go to the hotel's monitoring room to see, can not copy away.

Alfred: "No exceptions?"

"Mr. Barton, this is the hotel's rule, and please don't give me a hard time."

Alfred finished the test, then slowly spoke: "I lost one of my watches, and I also need everyone's

consent to look at it?"

The manager was silent again for a moment this time before he spoke, "When did Mr. Barton's watch

go missing?"

"An hour ago."

"Did you forget it somewhere else?"

"Are you shirking your responsibility?" Alfred's lips lifted slightly, "What I lost was the latest PATEK

PHILIPPE custom watch, worth over thirty million dollars, if I can't find it, I'll have to call the police about

the theft."

Once the police are called, a police officer will come to investigate.

By then things will not be under the control of the hotel, and in case Alfred posts some additional words

on the Internet, the hotel's reputation will be completely ruined.

Hotel Manager: "......"

Alfred's laid-back tone suggests that he didn't really lose his watch.

But the other side is so patronizing that he surprisingly has no way out.

Half an hour later, the hotel staff sent the surveillance video from the corridor.

Connie was puzzled by Alfred's behavior: "Did you get these surveillance cameras to show to Mr.

Chapman?"

Alfred said, "Give him what for?"

"Help clarify this for Lottie!"

"Trying to clarify that he doesn't know how to figure it out himself?"

"Why are you like this!"

Connie is anxious and plans to leave to find Lottie.

Alfred saw that she was really angry and finally stopped selling the story.

"What kind of person is Ralph in your eyes?"

"The tent seems to have a good idea of what to do."

"That's not all." Alfred waved his hand, "Besides, he said it himself, he trusts his wife. Then no matter

what Jeremy says, he won't believe it."

"But I see that Mr. Chapman was a little cold to Lottie just now, and Lottie was sad."

"The coldness is for another reason."

Alfred said one thing, and after that he didn't go any further here, just urged Connie: "Anyway, you stay

out of this for a while, let Ralph and Lottie work it out themselves."

"But ......"

"Don't you want to see if Ralph's promise that he'll always be good to Lottie is true or not?"

Connie was stunned.

Alfred swept her off her feet and spoke, "If he can't even resolve the conflict between his wife and

family well, what makes him say he can give Lottie happiness?"

Connie looked at Alfred and tried to say something several times.

"Say what you want to say."

"You're not ...... still into Lottie, so you're trying to chill out and wait for them to fall out and pick up the

pieces yourself, are you?"

Alfred: "......"

He couldn't resist and cupped Connie's cheek with his upper hand.

"What are you doing? It hurts!"

"Why doesn't it hurt you to death?" Alfred grinded his teeth in hatred, "Brains can be donated to others

if you don't need them!"

Connie bristled, muttering to herself, "I'm not worried, Lottie and Mr. Chapman have come a long way,

you don't want to ruin their relationship!"

Alfred rolled his eyes and didn't want to talk to her at all.

What a time to think you'd like someone else.

Dare I say he did so much, all done to the blind.

Connie is still worried and wants to go to Lottie, even if she doesn't help, she can comfort and console

each other.

Alfred, however, before she left, reminded her one last time: "Jeremy suddenly came to Lottie, certainly

not on a whim, maybe there is an ulterior motive. Behind him, there may be another person provoking."

Connie turned back in confusion, "Huh?"

"Instead of worrying about a misunderstanding between Ralph and Lottie, we should investigate

properly and uncover the people who are behind this."

Connie then suddenly realized, "So you don't let me rush out because you're afraid I'll spook the

snake."

Alfred grunted lightly and did not deny it.