Chapter 109

Chapter 109

Yolanda stepped into the room, holding onto the key card Jack had given her.

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As she entered, she was greeted by a spacious living room. Her luggage had already been taken to the bedroom.

She pulled out her phone and messaged Blake for an update.

Blake replied with a single message: [Just met. Ten days should be enough. Just keep your husband out of the way.]

Yolanda quickly deleted the message–no trace left behind. She never bothered saving Blake’s number on her phone; she just kept it in her head.

There were only four presidential suites on this floor–one for Charles, one for Vivian, one for Simone, and one for Raelyn, the female lead.

Yolanda wasn’t really here for the so–called temple fair; her real goal was to get Charles out of her hair.

She sent Charles a message, telling him she’d be wandering around nearby.

Charles didn’t respond–he was tied up in a meeting.

It was already evening, and the last rays of sunlight spilled gold and red across the revolving glass doors.

Just as Yolanda turned the corner, Ian’s arms slid around her waist. “Let me go with you,” he said.

Yolanda sent a guilty glance at the security cameras and patted his hand. “Let go.”

Ian let go and stood quietly by her side.

Yolanda rubbed her temples, thinking, ‘Wasn’t he supposed to be busy with filming?‘

Ian shrugged and said, “Filming doesn’t start till tomorrow. It’s not like Ms. Sinclair’s some kind of slave driver.”

Everyone had spent over four hours in the car today; nobody had the energy to do anything else.

Ian had a hat and a mask on, and Yolanda had switched into something more low–key. Figuring Charles was still stuck in a meeting, and with the temple fair kicking off tonight for a whole week, she saw no reason to wait around–so she stepped right out.

Ian fell in step behind her in silence as they headed out along the hotel drive.

The hotel had a prime location, barely a ten–minute walk from the biggest festival in town.

already

her gaze sparkled with curiosity every time she glimpsed those

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practically buzzing. For Yolanda, this was her very

been cooped up in the orphanage; after that, life with the Grant Family kept her mostly

a skewer of candied hawthorn suddenly appeared in front of her, offered by

already unwrapped; Ian gently held it up to her

said softly, “Go ahead,

the glossy syrupy shell cracked, a burst of

a kid, money was always tight, and a single skewer of candied hawthorn had to be split between a bunch of children. Yolanda, ever the considerate one, always let the younger kids take the first bite. Later, with keeping her complexion flawless as a priority, sweets were absolutely out, and spicy food was forbidden too. Her meals were strictly clean and plain—she’d always held herself

you like it?” Ian

the skewer, right where

not long ago. She quickly pushed him away and fixed his mask back in place, whispering, “Promise me you won’t take it

and the angle of his throat. Hearing her,

the fair with Ian, picking out little treats from the stalls. By the time they made it all the way through, she had

leaning in close and murmuring right by her ear with playful warmth,

wrapped around her waist,

one else around–the fair’s noisy calls echoed faintly from a distance, leaving them wrapped in their

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he instinctively leaned back, slipped his arm around her

hand and hit the ground as Ian scooped her right up, pressing her between himself

his eyes–so different from

kiss lasted a long, long time. Eventually, Yolanda turned her head away, catching her

every muscle

you?” His voice was

nuzzled at her neck,

left dangling as she gave

that small movement was enough to make her feel

let her lashes drop and tugged his mask back into place. Yolanda whispered, “We’ll

lashes shadowing his eyes. Something flickered there before it faded. He smirked and teased, “You

from the ground, and set it back

close behind Yolanda. She had just finished getting ready for bed when her phone buzzed–Simone was calling, saying they

No

walked in, she found herself face to face with

to turn and run

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