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

just a

for Charlotte’s photos before she got disfigured

ordinary young girl and did not take

really

Something seems off.

idea flashed

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 obvious Mary dotes on Penelope, and she

thought shocked Ryan

from the bed as his face turned

must find out what happened. No one can manipulate

darkened as he gave his assistant a

later, he hung up

could not stop himself from thinking about Ashlyn’s gorgeous face and everything she

dorm for each of

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

wound had festered and inflamed. He did not deal with it in time, so it worsened as time

hydrogen peroxide

once, bubbles formed above

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