Chapter 132 Ethan Drunk and Taken by Harper

Standing worriedly in place, Jasmine hurriedly called Liam. "Liam, Mr. Douglas has had a bit too much to drink. Miss Harper and the secretary drove him back, and I've bought some pills for him. I'm taking a cab back now; could you meet me?"

"Jasmine, I'm not at the hotel; Mr. Douglas sent me to handle some business in Lynnwood. I won't be back until tomorrow morning," Liam said, sounding concerned. "Take a cab back quickly."

Jasmine tried to hail a cab, but it was hard to find one by the roadside.

Growing anxious, she started running toward the hotel.

After about a five-minute dash, Jasmine finally managed to hail a cab.

"Driver, to the Bellagio Hotel, please. Could you hurry?"

The driver was responsive and took off as soon as he hit the accelerator

After paying the fare, Jasmine rushed into the hotel and toward the elevator.

"Good evening, ma'am, are you a guest of ours? We need to verify your identity. Could you please bring your ID to the Receptionist for a check?"

Jasmine froze momentarily. Despite not having stayed in a hotel for six years and being practically cut off from society during her time in prison, she knew well that a hotel would not ask guests to re-verify their identities.

Clearly, someone was deliberately trying to delay her.

"I have my room key," Jasmine said, showing the card briefly to the person.

"Sorry, but we need to check your ID."

"My ID is in my room," Jasmine replied, her anxiety growing as she tried to leave.

"Sorry, but if you can't provide an ID, we can't let you leave. We're strictly monitoring for solicitation, and you don't exactly look respectable," the hotel Receptionist said with a sneer.

Jasmine was furious, but she was in no mood to argue. "Go ahead and call the police, then."

With that, she turned to enter the elevator.

But the receptionist, visibly angry, grabbed Jasmine's arm. "Our manager has given instructions-you're not allowed in. Have you no shame? Everyone knows what you're here for. If you have any dignity left, leave now."

"And what am I here for?" Jasmine asked, looking at them.

"Aren't you just an escort? Why the pretense?" The receptionist rolled her eyes dismissively.

told you that?" Jasmine glanced at the time, frustration

until you're checked. Everyone knows what you're

momentarily uncertain about

badge," Jasmine suddenly remembered she

she's the CEO's assistant, but what about what Kate said... could there be

told us to

had already dashed into the elevator, swiftly swiped her room key, and pressed her floor

"Hey! Stop right there!"

the elevator began its ascent, Jasmine let

definitely Harper making things difficult for her, and yet...

the Browns and the San Francisco Douglas Family joining forces in marriage a marriage of the

Howard's attitude toward Ethan, Ethan's position at Stellar Enterprises was hanging by a thread, and a strategic marriage was what he needed to secure his

last people to want Ethan

the hallway to

on the door, but there was

tightened as she fumbled for the room

Liam had given her both

was eerily vacant without a soul in sight. Jasmine's anxiety spiked as she dialed Ethan's number, but he didn't pick up. Harper

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I can't find Mr. Douglas. He's not in his room. Harper could have booked another one... What should I do..." Jasmine

her, Harper's in 80269. Hurry over," Liam

at Mr. Douglas, she seemed like she could devour him

Jasmine arrived any later, Mr. Douglas would

scrambled to her feet

Clip-clop-clip-clop.

on the new door

bother opening the

was on the verge of tears, but she knew

Clip-clop-clip-clop.

annoyed by Jasmine's persistent knocking, Harper finally

in a bath towel, her hair damp, she only cracked the door slightly. "Jasmine, what's up?" she asked with

Jasmine's breath came in short

going to rest now," Harper said with a smile to Jasmine. "You don't

deal between Ethan and me;

"I

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