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 a little

Courtney rolled her eyes at him as she went to the bathroom with her

“As a boss, it’s only right that

shot back angrily, “Switching between roles when you get off work seems easy enough

“You’re welcome.”

to herself as

accidentally stepped on the cheongsam from the night before and she frowned. “What should

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

all, the slit at the side of the dress had

it can be mended well isn’t important.

was confused to hear this. “A memento of

memento of

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 were already

guests around the garden, which was roughly two kilometers away from Sunhill Hotel, not far at all. Courtney was responsible for the English explanations throughout their tour and her fluent

more impressed to

a foreign country with your daughter. You are amazing!” Jennifer grasped Courtney’s

came back not because we couldn’t bear living abroad but because

Jennifer tilted her head and smiled like a mischievous little girl. “And you’re right—you weren’t miserable at all. Look at you; you came back and met Mr. Duncan. True love is hard to

gazed into the distance and saw that Alexander was discussing the construction process of the stone bridge with Hans. She couldn’t help

an open-air music reception—which was held on the

elegant and graceful even in her fifties. “Mr. Duncan and Miss Hunter,

other friends from

is.” Jennifer grinned and waved

inlaid with black sequins walked leisurely toward

seeing her,

know each other?” Jennifer was