To prevent suspicion from the two people in front of him, Finn Wyatt feigned anger and urged, "Hurry up with the next one! Can you even bear this noise?!"
The manager didn’t think much of it and quickly ran to the next room.
Quentin Carlson didn’t know exactly what Finn Wyatt was up to. After trying to dissuade him a couple of tis without success, he joined them in searching all the remaining rooms.
Still, they found nothing...
The manager was sowhat embarrassed, fortunately most of the remaining rooms were empty, otherwise he would have offended half of Sedonia’s elite families in one breath!
"Mr. Wyatt, it seems your friend isn’t here..." The manager was very upset, considering his years of diligent work, cherishing his feather, without any blemishes. After how Finn Wyatt ssed things up today, he’d never dare to say he hadn’t done anything against his conscience again!
"Hm, I’ve seen it!" Finn Wyatt snorted, turned back to see the manager, who was about to cry, rubbing his forehead, "You, go find my secretary later, he will give you your due compensation."
The previously despondent manager was instantly happy, all his previous difficulties were thrown out of his mind!
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Wyatt!"
Finn Wyatt glanced at him again, saying, "Today’s ti, I don’t want a fourth person to know."
"Rest assured, Mr. Wyatt! I know nothing, I’ll be gone now!" Saying so, he disappeared swiftly!
After he left, Quentin Carlson frowned and asked, "Who exactly are you looking for? Just now in that room..."
Finn Wyatt hurriedly interrupted him, "Let’s go, I’m hungry, let’s go for late-night snacks!"
Quentin Carlson was pulled away, still confused, what’s up with this guy today?
When the corridor returned to silence again, the commotion inside room 1308 gradually stopped.
Lily Sinclair woke up at dawn the next day.
Her whole body felt like it had been crushed by a heavy machine, every bone ached!
She gritted her teeth and sat up, looking at the place she found herself in, looking at the man lying beside her...
Her brain went blank for a mont.
No idea how long it took, she finally rembered everything that happened last night.
Only at this mont did she realize, it was all arranged by Candace Ford, the waiter, the two glasses of red wine, and this room...
She wanted to have Leon Grant but had no idea Candace Ford’s thod would be like this!
Biting her lower lip silently, Lily Sinclair shed silent tears.
She was foolish!
Actually believed Candace Ford...
Now, hasn’t she beco a bad woman like Candace Ford?
The tears fell more urgently, like strings of disconnected pearls.
Lily Sinclair looked through tearful eyes at Leon Grant who was still asleep, her trembling hand reached out to touch his brow but couldn’t muster the courage...
"I’m sorry, Leon Grant..." she choked, rembering her mistake last night, rembering the wine she handed him, rembering him murmuring his cousin’s na in her ear all night, a heart seed to be torn apart!
No longer able to face him, she quickly threw back the covers and got out of bed.
As soon as her legs touched the ground, they almost gave way, barely able to stand!
The drug last night was too intense!
Forcing herself through the pain, Lily Sinclair dressed hurriedly and fled the room in utter embarrassnt.
And amidst her panic, she hadn’t noticed soone in the shadows near the door quietly taking pictures with a phone of the scene.
The images were imdiately sent to Candace Ford’s WeChat.
[It’s done]
Upon seeing the ssage, Candace Ford humd in satisfaction.
"Such a clueless fool, just two glasses of wine was enough to be slept with. But... you’re not really losing out, that’s the man you wanted to be with, I suppose I helped you out!
Ha, slept with your cousin’s fiancé, with this leverage in my hands, won’t you have to listen to in the future?
Oh, Raine Sinclair, Raine Sinclair, when you find out that soone close to you has betrayed you, what kind of expression will you have?
I can’t wait to see that..."
This was a small amusent for Candace Ford.
Having been watched by Hawthorne’s old matriarch, unable to go anywhere, stuck in this dilapidated room taking care of the baby.
Though she couldn’t go out, the people outside working for her weren’t bad.
It’s been worth her years of painstaking efforts!
When the sky had fully brightened, Leon Grant woke up.
He had drunk more wine than Lily Sinclair, the aftereffects were worse.
When he woke, his head was still throbbing painfully...
Turning to look at the other side of the bed, it was already empty.
Recalling the scene from last night, and seeing the white feathered princess mask left by the bedside, Leon Grant’s chilly lips slowly curled into a smile.
"Raine, last night we..."
Last night, Lily Sinclair was wearing a mask, plus his head was foggy due to the drug’s effect, he didn’t closely observe her face.
Moreover, he firmly believed she was Raine Sinclair from the start, how could he easily doubt?
Just as Leon Grant was imrsed in joy, the phone buzzed on the bedside.
He picked it up, it was Anton Kincaid calling.
As soon as he answered, he heard the other’s lion roar, "You finally answer your phone? Disappeared for a whole night! Hurry and say, which woman were you fooling around with? You friend-neglecting bastard!"
Last night Anton Kincaid called Leon Grant nurous tis after seeing Raine Sinclair leave, wondering where he ran off to?
But this guy never answered until now!
Hearing the words, Leon Grant’s gaze fell again on the princess mask, even his eyes softened.
"Anything up?" He didn’t answer but asked back, conveniently changing the subject.
"I..." Anton Kincaid paused, he didn’t really have anything?
After snapping back to reality, he realized Leon Grant was changing the subject and forced it back, "Who were you with last night?"
"Didn’t you see? Alright, I’m heading to the office, talk later." With that, Leon Grant decisively hung up.
Leaving Anton Kincaid standing there, utterly confused with a giant question mark in his head.
He saw it?
What did he see?
Wasn’t it just Raine Sinclair leaving alone?
Is there sothing more to this? Are there hidden twists?
——
Hospital.
Silas Linton’s condition kept deteriorating, within just one night, he had been resuscitated twice.
Her heart and lungs were already showing signs of damage, even spontaneous breathing was difficult. Without prompt treatnt, it might truly be irrecoverable.
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