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?

for photos of a young

just a

got disfigured so he could

long ago, so it was quite blurry. She was an ordinary

could not really come

Something seems off.

a wild idea flashed across

Yates family. No way Ashlyn is Mary’s daughter. It’s obvious Mary dotes on Penelope,

very thought

the bed as his face turned

must find out what happened. No one can

darkened as he gave his assistant a call. “Do

minutes later, he hung up and flopped

himself from thinking about Ashlyn’s gorgeous

had a dorm for each of

seventeenth and eighteenth floors of the hotel were its employee dorm and rest area. Each employee had their

applying medicine to the wound on his

not deal with it

teeth, he poured hydrogen

bubbles formed above his

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