Chapter 754

Sinclair replied: I knew it. Don't worry, for I'll handle it. However, I might need your help to wake him up.

Ashlyn responded swiftly: Sure.

After that, Ashlyn tossed her phone aside and shut her eyes before letting out a long sigh. Many things were plaguing her recently.

Why does it seem like I'm busy every day?

Back in the hotel's presidential suite, Ryan had just stepped out of the shower.

He dried his hair briefly before jumping into bed.

Some time later, he was suddenly reminded of something.

Pulling his phone out, he found a photo of a woman and stared at her.

Without a word, he stroked his chin and fell deep into thought.

Do we really resemble each other?

He then searched for photos of a young Ashlyn.

Everything was just a search away nowadays.

He even searched for Charlotte's photos before she got disfigured so he could compare her face to Ashlyn and himself.

However, Charlotte's photo was taken too long ago, so it was quite blurry. She was an ordinary young girl and did not take many photos, unlike Ashlyn who often trended on social media.

really

Something seems off.

idea flashed across his

I mean, could Ashlyn be my sister's daughter? But what about Mary? The DNA results showed that she's related to the Yates family. No way Ashlyn is Mary's daughter. It's obvious Mary dotes on Penelope, and she treats Ashlyn harshly. Did something go wrong with the DNA

thought

bed as his

No one can manipulate the

gaze darkened as he gave his assistant a call.

minutes later, he hung up and flopped back into

stop himself from thinking about Ashlyn's gorgeous face and everything

a dorm for each of

and eighteenth floors of the hotel were its employee

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