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.”

boyfriend, there’s nothing wrong with wanting my girlfriend to get a

if I’m late, don’t reprimand me. Not a single word.” Courtney rolled her eyes at him as she went to the bathroom

door. “As a boss,

across the bathroom, Courtney shot back angrily, “Switching between roles when you get off work seems

“You’re welcome.”

Courtney was speechless. She muttered silently to herself as she looked in the mirror and

the cheongsam from the night before and she

the place. Just have them send it to the

mended?” Courtney seriously doubted the feasibility of this matter. After all, the slit at the side of the dress had been torn up

mended well isn’t

confused to hear this. “A memento of

memento of last

too long, so much so that his physiological needs were rushing out like savage beasts now that the brakes

which was roughly two kilometers away from Sunhill Hotel, not far at all. Courtney was responsible for the English explanations

liked Courtney very much and they were even more impressed to learn that she had spent five years alone with her daughter

a foreign country with your daughter. You are

we couldn’t

little girl. “And you’re right—you weren’t miserable at all. Look

was discussing

music reception—which was held on the large lawn in front of the hotel—to welcome the foreign

“Mr. Duncan and Miss Hunter, I’d like to introduce you to a friend of

other

she is.” Jennifer grinned and waved in

toward them. Under the glow of the light,

seeing her,

each other?”