Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 773

One o'clock in the morning.

The black Mercedes was speeding on the road. Ruben glanced at the sleeping woman in the back seat and lowered his voice subconsciously as he asked the man in the front passenger seat, "Do you want to take her back to the villa?"

"Yes," Vincent answered while closing his eyes to rest.

"Aren't you afraid of being exposed? Don't forget that she doesn't know you're not Howard."

Vincent frowned slightly.

Ruben added, "Unless you want to come clean to her about your identity."

Silence ensued.

"I bet you don't want to come clean now, right? After all, there's something you need to do using Howard's identity, and it will only bring problems to you in the future if you come clean now," Ruben suggested. "Let's go to Howard's place. He won't be back in the next few days anyway."

Slowly opening his eyes, Vincent blurted after a long while, "Go to the villa." Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

His response made Ruben sigh helplessly.

Fine, he couldn't pursue this stubborn man to give up on the things he had decided to do.

Pursing his lips, Ruben turned the steering wheel and drove straight in the villa's direction.

At this moment, Vincent's low voice rang out again, "If she asks, just say that the Perkins Family bought the villa for me, and tell Morgan and the servants to be on the alert."

So he planned to ask everyone to participate in this play with him!

Dumbfounded by his extraordinary action at first, Ruben finally made sense out of it after thinking about all the bizarre and ridiculous things that he had done in the past.

As another thing flashed across his mind, Ruben frowned. "Do you remember the woman we saw in Elaine's ward who seems to be close to her?"

Vincent raised his eyebrows and asked, "Yes? What about her?"

"She knows Stanley Jones, and they are quite close too." Ruben looked at Elaine through the rearview mirror. "Don't you think it's strange that a nobody maid like her knows the people around Stanley?"

"What do you mean?" Vincent twitched his lips.

Shrugging indifferently, Ruben huffed, "Nothing. I'm just telling you so that you can think ahead."

After saying that, when he didn't get any response from Vincent, he asked again, "Shall we investigate her?"

He pouted his lips towards Elaine.

"Yes." Vincent thought about Elaine's brother whom he met at the hospital. "But I'm not interested to know about her connection with Stanley. Instead, investigate her family background and her past."

"What?"

Ruben looked as if he was doomed.

He had already made it so obvious that he was worried about how well Elaine knew Stanley, but he was more interested in her family instead.

Was Vincent planning to learn about Elaine's entire life history?

He did fall for her, didn't he?

Ruben sighed and expressed sympathy for her...

When Vincent found something he was interested in, he would think of every way to obtain it. But once he got his hands on it and tired of it after some time, he would ditch it away mercilessly.

He was indeed ruthless and cold-blooded!

Although it was midnight, Morgan was still waiting for them, and he immediately rushed to the door when he saw the car coming in.

He went straight to the front passenger seat and opened the door, and then Vincent exited the car.

"Mr. Bradbury." Morgan greeted hurriedly, "I thought you wouldn't be back tonight..."

As he spoke, he leaned to one side to make way for Vincent to go into the house, but he opened the door of the back seat, bent down, and leaned inside as if he was looking for something.

What was he doing? Morgan glanced at him in confusion.

After a while, Vincent came out and there was a girl in his arms.

The scene shook Morgan. "She..."

Ignoring him, Vincent walked directly into the villa.

Upon seeing that, Morgan cast a suspicious look at Ruben and asked, "Mr. Lawson, what did I just see? Did Mr. Bradbury carry a girl?"

Chuckling, Ruben answered, "Yup, that is a girl alright."

"Who is she? Did Mr. Bradbury snatch her from somewhere?" Morgan looked worried.

He knew Vincent very well. Vincent would get his hands on something he liked, whether it belonged to him or not.

"Haha!" Ruben laughed out loud. "What do you actually think of Vincent, anyway? Yes, he is a little bit crazy, but he won't kidnap someone, okay?"

"Good then." Looking a little relaxed now, Morgan asked again curiously, "Who is she?"

Closing the door, Ruben uttered as he walked inside, "Didn't you want to see her?"

"I want to see..." He thought for a while and quickly realized. "Oh! Are you saying that she is the maid you talked about earlier?"

"Yup, that's her!"

"I'd like to see what kind of women has managed to tackle Mr. Bradbury's taste bud."

"She fell asleep in the car. A few hours ago, she slipped and injured her head."

"Oh, dear! How is she now? I'll call Dr. King and ask him to come right away!"

"Yup, you call him. If I'm the one who asks him to come, he will definitely curse me, but he won't dare to scold you. Haha!"

As Mark was driving towards the villa, he yawned and cursed at the same time.

He thought that Morgan asked him to go because of Vincent's sleeping problem again.

But when he arrived at the villa, the living room was completely empty.

Morgan was nowhere to be seen as well.

Usually, Morgan always waited for him at the door when he came, but today, no one was there.

Curious, he grabbed a maid and asked, "Where is Morgan?"

"He's upstairs."

"What happened? Is it because Mr. Bradbury can't sleep again?"

The maid had just come down from upstairs, so she knew what had happened, and explained, "I don't think so. Mr. Bradbury brought back a girl and it seems that she is injured. Both Morgan and Mr. Lawson are upstairs."

"A girl?"

This was strange.

Mark was intrigued when he was told that Vincent brought a girl back to his house. He was suddenly a little curious.

In an instant, he didn't feel sleepy at all and rushed to the second floor.

There were three men standing around a bed in the bedroom, and a girl was lying on it.

Vincent frowned. "Why did she sleep for so long? She had been sleeping all the way and didn't even wake up when I carried her. Is there something wrong with her?"

Ruben replied, "Perhaps she's tired. It's almost 2 am now."

Morgan added, "Oh, she's so lovely. What's her name?"

"Ahem..."

Before Mark came to the bedroom, he heard three men talking as if they were watching some rare animals. They were so focused on the person on the bed that they didn't even realize that he was there.

It was not until he cleared his throat that Morgan discovered him. "Oh, Dr. King, you are finally here. Come and see this young lady. She has been sleeping for a long time. Mr. Bradbury is worried that something may happen to her."

"Even if she's okay, you guys are not doing anything good to her either." Mark waved his hands, signaling for them to stay away. "Make some room. She'll feel suffocated if you surround her like this."