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.”

wrong with wanting my girlfriend to get

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

the door. “As a boss, it’s only right that

between roles when you get

“You’re welcome.”

herself as she looked in the mirror

the night

to clean up the place. Just have them send it to the

at the side of the dress had been torn up to the

isn’t important.

hear this. “A

memento of

highly suspicious that Alexander had suppressed 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

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

were even more impressed to learn that she had spent

foreign country with your daughter. You

miserable. We came back not because we couldn’t bear living

you’re right—you weren’t miserable at

the distance and saw that Alexander was discussing the construction process

was held on the

gown, looking elegant and graceful even in her fifties. “Mr. Duncan and Miss Hunter, I’d like to introduce you to a friend of mine. She’s also from Otharia but we

other

and waved in the

black silk dress inlaid with black sequins walked leisurely toward them. Under the

seeing her,

know each