Chapter 281

She could confidently say that lan saw Maja as nothing more than a plaything to be discarded after use.

But when it came to Carlene, Tricia didn’t have the guts to say such a thing.

The receptionist instinctively looked at Tricia. This woman had booked a room on the top floor before and had come again today, insisting on asking about the guest information for that room.

On the top floor was Mr. Raymond’s room. The long corridor only had two suites, one of which was Mr. Raymond’s fixed room and had been renovated; the other was open to the public.

Since anyone could book that room, why did this woman insist on asking about the guest information?

It was clear that she was here for Mr. Raymond.

The receptionist didn’t want to cause trouble and was about to deny it instinctively, but her glance had already betrayed Tricia. Tricia was stiff all over and turned to leave.

However, Carlene started speaking with a smile.

“What’s your name?”

Tricia lacked confidence in front of her. She pursed her lips, not daring to cross Carlene.

Carlene’s eyes narrowed slightly and she exuded an intimidating aura.

“You won’t even tell me your name, yet you dare to covet my man? If I see you again…”

She moved closer and whispered in Tricia’s ear, “I promise you and your family will be kicked out of Greenfield.”

Shepard family didn’t have such

could hear

and she felt

turned and left with

see; she would end

then smiled at the receptionist and went to the floor

them had left, the receptionist breathed a sigh of relief and said to her colleague next to

Ms. Shepard’s gaze? She’s definitely going

other woman seems to be called Tricia; she stayed here a few days ago and was often seen around Mr.

just to get a glimpse of him. If he really kissed me, I’d even be

but only dared

top floor. After

was sitting on the sofa, video calling with overseas leaders.

shower gel,

as she thought of this.

outfit as

he took off her clothes later, he would be very

her shoes at the entrance.

she crouched down, she found a long

stared at the hair on the floor, unable to believe it was real.

every day by professionals. Those who entered this room were all wrapped up; not even

either. If it was from yesterday, the cleaner should

this hair was left

Who was it?

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