One Night Surprise

Chapter 129 A Memento of Last Night

“Are you sure it’s Benjamin? Could you have been mistaken?”

“That’s impossible! I clearly saw him.”

Late at night in an upscale villa in Westpark, Jason had a look of uncertainty on his face as he grabbed Britney’s wine glass from her. “That’s enough drinking. Even if it was him, the fact that Alexander is still willing to see you must mean that he hasn’t said anything yet. There’s still room for discussion.”

“Are you saying that he went to Alexander on purpose?” Britney asked as she was jolted back to reality. Her delicate face was tinged with drunkenness as she turned to her manager and murmured, “Just so he could use it to threaten me?”

“There’s an eighty percent chance that that’s the case. After all, money is his favorite thing, isn’t it? Who knows if he intends to use this to blackmail us? Then again, he doesn’t have any proof of what happened that night.”

“What should we do now?”

“Instead of hiding, why don’t we just negotiate with him? There’s nothing that money can’t solve.”

Her manager’s confident composure eased the hard expression on Britney’s face.

He’s right. Benjamin loves money so much, there’s no way he will turn away from it.

The next morning, Courtney was awoken by the ringing of an alarm clock. When she got up and saw the time, she nearly jumped out of bed. “It’s already eight thirty!”

Alexander came out of the living room that was hidden behind the screen, dressed in a white shirt and dress pants. With a mug of coffee in his hands, he looked calmly at her. “You have another twenty-five minutes to get ready.”

Courtney grabbed at her hair frantically, stumbling out of bed and searching for a change of clothes as she chided, “It’s all your fault…”

“My fault?” Alexander sipped his coffee, his tone enigmatic.

Courtney fished out a suit from the cupboard and shot him a fierce glare. “Because you didn’t wake me even though you’re up.”

with wanting my girlfriend to get a little more

reprimand me. Not a single word.” Courtney rolled her eyes at him as she

boss, it’s only right that I’m strict

bathroom, Courtney shot back angrily, “Switching between roles when you

“You’re welcome.”

herself as she looked in the mirror and put

she accidentally stepped on the cheongsam from the night

to clean up the place. Just have them send

feasibility of this matter. After all, the slit at the side of the dress had been torn up to the

mended well isn’t important. You

confused to hear this. “A memento

memento of last

his desires for too long, so much so that his physiological needs were rushing out like savage beasts now that the brakes were released, unable to be contained any longer. They had only just started their relationship but they

the foreign guests around the garden, which was roughly two kilometers away from Sunhill Hotel, not far at all. Courtney was

liked Courtney very much and they were even more impressed to learn that

been tough living alone in a foreign country with your daughter. You are amazing!” Jennifer grasped Courtney’s hand with

it wasn’t that miserable. We came back not because we couldn’t bear living abroad but because my daughter and

you’re right—you weren’t miserable at all. Look at you; you

saw that Alexander was discussing the construction process of the stone bridge with

specially arranged an open-air music reception—which was held

her fifties. “Mr. Duncan and Miss Hunter, I’d like to introduce

have other

grinned and waved

silk dress inlaid with black sequins walked leisurely toward

her, Courtney

each other?”