Sinclair replied: I knew it. Don’t worry, for I’ll handle it. However, I might need your help to wake him up.

Ashlyn responded swiftly: Sure.

After that, Ashlyn tossed her phone aside and shut her eyes before letting out a long sigh. Many things were plaguing her recently.

Why does it seem like I’m busy every day?

Back in the hotel’s presidential suite, Ryan had just stepped out of the shower.

He dried his hair briefly before jumping into bed.

Some time later, he was suddenly reminded of something.

Pulling his phone out, he found a photo of a woman and stared at her.

Without a word, he stroked his chin and fell deep into thought.

Do we really resemble each other?

photos of a young

a search

before she got disfigured so he could compare her

long ago, so it was quite blurry. She was an ordinary young girl and did

really come to

Something seems off.

wild idea flashed across his

be… Penelope instead? I mean, could Ashlyn be my sister’s daughter? But what about Mary? The DNA results showed that she’s related to the Yates family. No way Ashlyn is Mary’s daughter. It’s

thought shocked

the bed

out what happened. No one can manipulate the

he gave his assistant a

hung

stop himself from thinking about

Hotel had a dorm for each

its employee dorm and

room, a man was applying medicine to the wound on

not deal with it in time, so it worsened as

poured hydrogen peroxide solution onto

once, bubbles formed above his

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