Chapter 264

Inside the dry towel, there was actually a hotel key card!

Freya took a deep breath, but no amount of breathing could quell the raging jealousy inside her.

Why did every man seem enchanted by Sylvia?

Even someone like Rupert wanted to be close to Sylvia.

Why on earth?

Sylvia held the key card, looking troubled. "Mr. Rupert seems to know about my predicament. Orson mentioned I should go to his room, saying he could help me out. What do you think I should do? I mean, anyone would choose Mr. Rupert, right?"

"Of course, you should choose Mr. Jones!"

You sneaky little thing, you only deserve someone like Mr. Jones, the toad that he is!

Freya's voice was sharp, like a balloon being popped-piercing and unpleasant.

Sylvia pretended not to catch the tone and asked, "Freya, why should I only choose Mr. Jones?"

Freya hesitated for a few seconds before launching into her manipulative spiel.

"Sylvia, I'm just looking out for you. You have to understand, Mr. Jones is our client. If you can't keep him happy, who knows what he might say behind your back? That could be deadly for your career."

like you. He's in love with Ms. Simpson. You don't want to be the one causing trouble in someone else's

Jones is married. His son is older than

"That's perfect. Even if his wife finds out,

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to

Sylvia's silence, Freya reached out to grab

this key

dodged her and tucked the key card into her

we can't fight against the rich? Mr. Rupert is even more

offend him. I need

I'm going to

clean

Freya's eyes burned with anger, as if she wished she could burn

thought quickly and immediately put on

it's going to be awkward carrying your bag while cleaning your dress. Let me

"Thank you."

as she wet the towel and began to dab

of Mr. Rupert He doesn't like chatty women, and I'm worried I might

"Uh-huh," Freya replied absentmindedly.

Sylvia used a hairdryer to ensure there were

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