My Coldhearted Ex demands a Remarriage by Eva Blackwood

Chapter 872:

Then, turning back to the waiter, he snapped,

“Move. Before someone sees you.”

The waiter nodded.

“Okay.”

No need to ask questions.

He was just here to do a job.

Aliza had told him to follow their orders. So he did.

He hoisted Carrie up and started toward the back service elevator.

“One more thing.”

man’s voice stopped him. He

which means you’re with us. It doesn’t matter whether you do a little or a lot—if this goes south, you’re

The waiter didn’t flinch.

guest fainted. I’m just helping her to a room

he stepped into

The doors slid shut.

cigarette, exhaling slowly as he

We’ve dealt with the surveillance cameras in the restaurant, but what about the

source of stories:

younger man rushed to light his cigarette for him,

the mastermind,

quickly, navigating through the hotel’s back corridors. Avoiding

emergency exit, he pulled the keycard from his pocket, glancing at the number.

walls casting long shadows. Right next to the elevator, he spotted the

keycard against the sensor and pushed. To his surprise, the door swung open

But he was too nervous to dwell on