Once inside, she could tell why Sebastian had not replied to her. The presidential suite had multiple rooms, including several bedrooms, living room, study, mini indoor gym, and even direct access to the rooftop pool. Hence, it would be redundant for her to book another room.

Sasha claimed one bedroom as her own and changed into a set of comfy lounge wear. Phew, finally able to relax a little.

Meanwhile, Karl arrived at the suite to fetch his boss. “Mr. Hayes, the organizers called. Tonight’s ball is starting at seven. Would you like to leave now?”

“What time is it?”

“It’s six-thirty now, sir.”

The ball was an age-old tradition of the summit, to welcome the business elites and to act as a platform for networking.

 

Sebastian nodded and headed to his room to change, emerging shortly after in a different business suit. Clasping the watch on his wrist, he glanced sideways at the door to Sasha’s room. “Go get her too,” he told Karl.

The latter tried to hide his surprise. Does that woman have to go too? She’s so green and inexperienced… What if she makes a fool of herself at the ball and ruins Hayes Corporation’s reputation?

 

Karl had to set his qualms aside. He went to knock on Sasha’s

muffled voice came from within. “Who is

Hayes sent me to ask if

sprouting a messy hair bun and wearing a pair of nerdy, black-rimmed glasses that appeared to be too big for

the notebook in her hand. “I want to go

the ball a miss? This woman really

coolly. “Karl, we’re leaving.” He pocketed his phone and

to pour over the

thought was once again interrupted when

“Hello. Who’s this?”

lobby? I’d like to

the sound of his voice. “No, sorry, I’m

for you. You can take

aside the notebook. “Solomon

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