Chapter 10: See You At Eight In The Evening!

Cherry and Chesty had known each other for over half a year. They got along very well and were already good friends.

They had already planned to meet when she got back to the States, so she agreed as soon as Chester said that.

Chester asked eagerly, “Which room are you in?”

Cherry was about to tell him the room number when she suddenly thought of something. Instead, she said, “Not tonight, my mom is asleep. Let’s do it tomorrow instead.”

Chesty suddenly laughed. “Everyone says that you sound like a little girl only because you’re using a voice changer and that you’re, in fact, a dirty middle-aged man. Can you tell me whether you’re male or female?”

Cherry grinned. “It’s a secret.”

California was in the west of the States, and the humidity in the air was just right. It was mild in winter and dry in summer. With the curtains in the room closed, the room was completely dark, which made it very suitable for sleeping.

It was already in the middle of the day when Nora finally slowly opened her eyes. She checked the time—it was already past one o’clock in the afternoon. Cherry and Mrs. Lewis had already had lunch, so she simply called for takeout.

At the same time at the hotel entrance.

With a complicated look, Angela watched Anthony hurriedly enter the lobby. She clenched her fists.

 

During the past few days, Anthony’s attitude toward her whenever she called had been very perfunctory, and all he asked about was Idealian Pharmaceuticals each time.

A woman’s sixth sense told her that something must be wrong.

Thus, she had trailed Anthony early this morning. Little did she expect that she would be here.

Hotel Finest was one of the most expensive and upscale places in California.

Angela quietly followed Anthony in and saw him turning into the bar on the first floor.

He took out a wad of cash, handed it to several waiters, and instructed softly, “…You know what you’re supposed to do, right? Act according to my signals tonight!”

“Yes, sir.”

After they dispersed, Anthony took a deep breath nervously. Then, he lowered his head and started to draft a text message.

a little sudden, but I got your number from the bar on the first floor. I’d like to invite you to the bar downstairs at 8

head and looked

didn’t know how he had offended the pretty woman last time, but she would definitely fall for him tonight. After all, no woman would be able

respond even after a long while after he sent the message, Anthony thought for a while and sent another text message to his friends: “Eight o’clock tonight

friends to come over and cheer for him. However, he didn’t realize that

left, the waiters whispered among

Mr. Gray intending to

He must

is

little warm as she listened to their soft speculations. A warm current also surged up

suspect that Anthony was

Buzz…

a message from Anthony: “Eight o’clock tonight at Hotel Finest’s bar in the lobby. Be there

Angela couldn’t help laughing.

was exactly the same as whenever he asked her out for a date in the past. If she hadn’t secretly seen all these, she would never have imagined that Anthony had prepared such a

good mood and walked

 

see Nora, who was dressed in her pajamas and slippers,

her. She was fair-skinned, and her facial features were impeccably refined. Her sleepy appearance made her

air around

up slightly.

could that woman possibly afford to stay

just pretending to be

have any clothes anymore, yet you still insist on staying in this hotel. Are you planning to seduce some rich guy here, Nora? How

takeout in one hand and reading a text message on her cell phone

and deleted the spam text messages sent by Anthony.

cat-like eyes swept across Angela’s face casually. Those few

Angela was infuriated.

saying that she was shameless? Or was she implying that

Then, she suddenly smiled. “Nora, do you want to know where that abandoned child of yours

what even if she

her all the same

to see with her very own eyes how Anthony

and left after leaving these

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