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.

and these two aren’t talking or sleeping? Just sitting next to each other

muttered, ‘This’s such a good opportunity, and Mr.

saying anything, Brandon and Morton could only keep guarding

aromatherapy lingered in the air,

was replying to a message from Reece, telling him something had come up and he wouldn’t be joining him. Then he glanced sideways at Briar, who was completely focused

the first time Ashton shared a room with a girl late at night. Or maybe it was just

mood felt calm and warm, and for some reason, a strange peace settled over Ashton. He

arguing with Georgiana and

finished venting, more than

Wade, sor-” She turned her head and froze when she saw

saw Ashton, head tilted

noticed the dark circles under Ashton’s eyes were worse than

just from work… Has this guy not been sleeping

1/3

Chapter 31

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

with both hands.

You can keep sleeping. Shhh. Good boy. Sleep, okay?” Her voice was soft, coaxing–like she was talking

his face. ‘He’s not a kid. There’s no way that he