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?

searched for photos of a

just a search away

before she got disfigured

was an ordinary young girl and did not

really come

Something seems off.

a wild idea flashed across his

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 treats Ashlyn

very thought shocked

sat up from the bed as his

what happened. No one can manipulate the

he gave his assistant a

hung up and flopped back into

from thinking about Ashlyn’s

Hotel had a dorm for

the hotel were its employee dorm and rest

was applying medicine to the wound on

deal

poured hydrogen peroxide solution

once, bubbles formed

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