Betrayed, Then Back For Blood

Chapter 31

Actually, all hotels under the Wade family name had private suites exclusively for Ashton.

But even with those, Ashton still couldn’t sleep well. If he couldn’t rest properly in familiar surroundings, switching to a different bed only

made it worse.

So far, not a single one of those private suites had ever actually been used by the Wade family.

Ashton took Briar straight up to the presidential suite via a private elevator. Morton was already waiting at the door.

The hotel manager had personally led the staff to scent every room with a calming fragrance designed to ease guests‘ emotions.

The soothing scent lingered as soon as they got close.

Briar followed Ashton inside. Just as she opened her mouth to say something, her phone rang.

Ashton nodded toward her, signaling her to take the call. He sat down on the couch, clearly not in a hurry to leave.

Briar walked a few steps away and picked up. It was Tristan calling. It was daytime where he was, and the old man sounded fired up.

She didn’t dare chat for long, worried Ashton might overhear something and cause trouble.

“I can’t talk right now. Just text me if it’s urgent,” Briar whispered, trying to calm down whatever storm the old man was raging about this

time.

‘Seriously? It’s the middle of the night, and these two aren’t talking or sleeping? Just sitting next to each other

could’ve smacked his forehead. He muttered, ‘This’s such a good opportunity, and Mr. Wade

wasn’t saying anything, Brandon and Morton could only keep guarding the door

scent of the hotel’s custom aromatherapy lingered

message from Reece, telling him something had come up and he wouldn’t be joining him. Then he glanced sideways at Briar,

shared a room with a girl late at night. Or

and for some reason, a strange peace settled over Ashton. He kept staring,

was relentless. Apparently, he’d been arguing with Georgiana and George again and needed

finished venting, more than twenty minutes

her phone. “Mr. Wade, sor-” She turned her head and froze when she saw Brandon and Morton frantically waving their hands, silently mouthing

of their wild gestures, Briar looked over–and saw Ashton, head tilted to the side, fast asleep on

noticed the dark circles

this guy not

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Chapter 31

and Morton’s faces. Feeling a little guilty, she

with both hands.

Sleep, okay?”

kid. There’s