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.”

him.

You took Miss Herrera’s money, which means you’re with us. It doesn’t matter whether you do a little or a lot—if this goes

The waiter didn’t flinch.

was cool, indifferent. “A guest fainted. I’m just helping her to a room to

word, he stepped into the

The doors slid shut.

man lit a cigarette, exhaling slowly as he

ahead. We’ve dealt with the surveillance cameras in the restaurant,

source of

to light his cigarette for him, eager

the mastermind, bro. You think

back corridors. Avoiding crowded areas. Keeping his head

emergency exit, he pulled the keycard from his pocket, glancing

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

against the sensor and pushed. To his surprise, the door swung open immediately. No

he was too nervous to dwell