In the end, everyone claimed to have steered clear of Hayden's room.

"Mr. Tate, you heard everything on the speaker. None of them entered your room," the receptionist said. "Did you lose something?"

"No," Hayden said. He thought to himself, 'Is that woman not coming forward out of fear that I might punish her for what happened? If that's the case, it's best that I don't disturb her.'

Hayden arrived at the dining hall where the breakfast buffet was being served.

"Hayden." Avery spotted him and hurried over. "How are you doing? If you feel sick, you should rest in your room."

"I'm fine, Mom."

"Did you sleep well last night, Hayden? I was worried that you might throw up." Layla handed him a glass of juice.

He shook his head. "I just need water."

"Hayden, the gift bags for the guests at my wedding have become the talk of the town now," Layla said as she set her glass of juice down. "There are no photos, but everyone now knows that I was giving out gold bars and cars to my guests."

"It's fine. It's not like others didn't know we are rich before this," Hayden said before taking a sip of water.

a few photos out." Layla grabbed her phone and showed Hayden the news article. "The photos

that reporters might have snuck in somehow?" Hayden

Our relatives would never leak photos to the press," Layla said with certainty. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ

night, Hayden had a different

the relatives of the Fosters might not leak photos of the wedding,

be prejudiced against Eric's family, but what had happened the night before had taught him

in the past, he did not intend to tell his family

the most important

Layla's phone and glanced at the screen. "It's fine. You look great in the photos, and they didn't say

menu and gifts to guests,

him a look. "Why are you so nice all of a sudden after

handed her phone back to her and grabbed a

meeting

manager was commending Shelly in front of the entire office and

her with 15,

her to treat

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