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you be taking some responsibility for her?"

Merritt, despite the tension, remained unbothered, though the sadness in her eyes was unmistakable. "Whoever Sis picks, I'll support her. As long as she's happy, I'm willing to do anything. But Mr. Clarkson, your childhood sweetheart just came out of your room. Shouldn't "Is now really the time for you to be marking your territory?"

Dailey couldn't stand Merritt's attempt to play the sympathy card, acting like she was all heart and soul.

He wasn't about to take criticism from someone who was all talk and no action.

But before he could respond, Merritt added, "Well, with Mr. Clarkson's background, wanting his cake and eating it too, who would dare say anything?"

"Rich and powerful, they all have a few lovers on the side."

It felt like stepping into a fridge, though they were just in an elevator.

Christine had to intervene, "Let's drop it, I've got a headache, I need some peace."

Dailey hadn't even said a word, but Merritt immediately fell silent.

doors opened, Christine and Dailey stepped out first, followed

night shift receptionist who had given her the key card. She asked, "When do

at 8 AM,

girl from last night, the one with a mole on her neck. I need her contact

the importance of these top-floor guests from the manager's briefing, immediately handed over the phone number to Christine. When Christine called, she was met with a voicemail, telling

"Get your hotel owner on

receptionist, not having that level of authority, quickly called the lobby manager

over, bending over backwards

your

manager broke out

was beyond him? He wondered if his position as lobby manager was

he hurriedly called his

"What's going on, Chris?"

with the kids, saw Christine and her

desk and approached ove