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?

then searched for photos of a young

just a search

she got disfigured so he

an ordinary young girl and did not take many photos, unlike Ashlyn who often trended

he could not really come

Something seems off.

idea flashed across his

related to the Yates family. No way Ashlyn is Mary’s daughter. It’s obvious Mary dotes on Penelope, and she treats Ashlyn harshly. Did

thought

bed

must find out what happened. No one can manipulate the

his assistant

few minutes later, he hung

stop himself from thinking about

a dorm for each of

seventeenth and eighteenth floors of the hotel were its employee dorm and

one room, a man was applying medicine to the wound on his calf as he bit

wound had festered and inflamed. He did not deal

poured hydrogen peroxide solution onto

bubbles formed

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