Afraid that Karl would drag her to the room by force, Sasha immediately ran to the couch and sat on it as she stared at him with her guard up.

Karl was left speechless by her act.

Is that woman a fool? Isn’t it a good thing that we’re getting her a room to rest?

Karl head hurt a little. “Ms. Wand, this is Mr. Hayes’s instructions.”

“What?”

After hearing Karl’s words, Sasha’s bloodshot eyes widened. “That gives me more reasons to refuse. You can leave now. Don’t be bothered about me. I’ll just stay here.”

With that, she lay down on the couch with her face facing inward and started ignoring Karl.

Karl, at his wits’ ends, gnashed his teeth together.

He had wanted to take forceful measures to send that woman to the room, but on second thoughts, he did not dare to touch her. After all, he knew there was no need for Sebastian to personally deal with the business here, at least for now. Yet, he still did and still stayed for two days.

What a woman!

In the end, Sasha still spent the whole night in the hotel lobby.

The next day, she was jolted awake by a horrible din.

Every day after sunrise at this hotel lobby, there would be a milling crowd of guests, creating an unavoidable amount of noise. It was especially so when they gossiped as they saw a young lady lying on the couch in the lobby.

Pulling herself up from her position, Sasha then headed to the washroom.

she? The dress she’s wearing is an expensive one; can’t she afford to get herself a

knows. Perhaps she

her face, all Sasha could hear were the

Isn’t that true? I might

her stuff and walked out of the washroom, heading toward

May I know if Mr. Hayes in the penthouse suite

He uses a private elevator that leads to the basement parking lot

a piece of bad news from

really left without

but similar to a bucket of ice water thrown

“Miss, are you alright?”

receptionist held out her hand and tried to

waved her hand dismissively. As her face drained of all colors, it seemed like she was voided by her last bit of energy as

nothing she could do if Sebastian

her resolution, there would be no chance for her

to the couch and sat

and hugged onto her thighs as she an

“Ms. Wand?”

“Huh?”

wrong with you? We’re leaving soon; do you

There was no reply.

who was still hugging her thighs, slowly straightened her back and lifted her

out to

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