Chapter 850

The Salvador Hotel was hosting the cocktail party at 7:00 p.m.

Right after the business conference, the bigwigs and elites of Savrow’s business scene hurried to the hotel to join in on the

festivities.

Bella sped through the streets in her black Bugatti, with Arnold in the

passenger seat. He clung to the car door tightly with his gaze fixed

ahead, too afraid to utter a single word during the journey. He feared

that if he opened his mouth, his last meal would come out of it.

As they arrived at the hotel, Bella expertly maneuvered her car into a

parking spot, smoothly drifting into place.

“Get out,” Bella instructed as she unbuckled her seatbelt.

face pale

her hand in front of

Feel like… I’m going to… Throw up.” Arnold managed to stammer out those words. His

you’re going to puke, do it

the car door, he couldn’t hold it in any longer and vomited. As a young master from a prestigious

Asher wasn’t around. Otherwise, Arnold would

emptying his stomach, Arnold weakly Meaned against the car door, panting heavily. He shot Bella a glare.” Are all Thompsons insane?

head with crossed arms. My

she handed him a bottle of water, showing some consideration.

drank water, taking some time to

down.

what

Justin,

my promises.”

Arnold were to discover that the

him like a puppet was none other

feel utterly betrayed.

black Bentley drove past them, catching Bella’s

plate seemed oddly familiar

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