“Yes.”

Wayne bantered, “As soon as Miss Ramirez returned from the bathroom, she announced that she was heading back to her room. She seemed to have lost her appetite and mentioned she just ran into a scum. Mr. Carter, you still have a Long way to go.”

Lance chuckled. “Well, it’s better to be disliked than treated like a stranger.”

When Jennie returned to her room, she was about to call Tyrone. To her surprise, she received a call from him.

Jennie instantly rushed to the bathroom to answer the phone and whispered, “Tyrone.”

“Jennie, where are you?” Tyrone asked.

as an excuse under the guise that he was returning her key so he could see her.

is taking some photos here. Tyrone,

it. Don’t worry. I’ll be there

the phone, Tyrone located their location and asked Kylan to pre-book a hotel for him

face turned pale as he furrowed his brows with a sudden realization. “Are you sure the

Tyrone raised his eyebrows,

him and then lowered his head,

“It’s Blayze Fowler.”

The son of the Fowler family should

lump in his throat, his hands shaking. “There’s more than that,” he mumbled. “He was the president of the International Association when Miss Chavez was

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