Unable to see even the faintest glimmer of hope, she was no longer afraid of anything.
That night, when she got back home, Fluffy Zane hid inside bedroom, refused to see anyone, and no matter how Madam Zane called her, she just wouldn’t come out.
Lying on the bed~, she picked up the phone and called William Guillen.
Clinging to a sliver of luck, what if Luna’s bestie had lied?
The telephone rang for a long time without being answered, and just as Fluffy Zane was about to hang up the phone, a woman’s voice picked up.
"Hello?" The woman’s coy, sweet voice carried a faint panting.
Fluffy Zane’s heart suddenly sank; the hand holding the mobile phone unconsciously clenched tight. "Where’s William Guillen?"
"He’s taking a bath, do you need something from him?" The woman’s voice had a hint of provocation.
As if she were proclaiming ownership.
The woman was panting, the man was taking a bath—no need to think to know what had just happened between them.
Fluffy Zane hurriedly hung up, not daring to listen any further.
She buried herself in the pillow, her shoulder trembling, and muffled sobs came out of the pillow.
In the hotels belonging to Coopers Group, suite.
William Guillen came out from the bathroom, and as he lifted his head, he saw the woman standing in the living room, holding his phone.
His brows knit hard; his handsome face immediately darkened. "How did you get in?"
Minnie Collins resentfully put his mobile phone down. "Young Master Guillen, I just saw the door wasn’t closed, so I came in on my own."
She absolutely didn’t dare say she had stolen the room card from reception and secretly snuck in.
"Get out!"
William Guillen strode forward a few steps, picked up his mobile phone, glanced at the call history, his brows furrowing tightly. "Don’t make me say it a second time!"
"Young Master Guillen, don’t be so heartless, at least we shared a wonderful one night..."
At the wine party, when Minnie Collins saw William Guillen alone, she had other thoughts.
This prodigal son of the dating scene—everyone wanted to conquer him, and Minnie Collins was no exception.
All night long, she kept an eye on William Guillen; only when he got drunk did she have an excuse to get close to him, to help him back to the room.
That night, she tried every trick she could think of, but William Guillen was drunk into a complete mess; let alone doing anything, he could barely even stand.
With the help of the hotel’s security guards, she finally managed with great difficulty to get him back to the room.
The next day, she deliberately staged a scene of the two of them having had one~night~messy~sex last night.
After waking up with a hangover, William Guillen’s head hurt badly. Seeing a completely naked, hesitant woman lying beside him, he sneered and tossed her a card to send her away.
As for the affair itself, he had no length of time to pursue it; his hectic work was still waiting for him.
He hadn’t expected this woman to cling to him like a plaster, stuck so tight he couldn’t shake her off.
She’d chased him all the way back from overseas to in the country, and now she’d appeared in his suite, holding his phone and answering his calls.
She was testing his bottom line.
"What’s your name?"
William Guillen held the phone, gave a cold snort, then asked.
"Minnie Collins. My father has a collaboration with your hotel..."
Before Minnie Collins could finish speaking, William Guillen had already picked up the phone and made a call. "Send a few people up and throw the woman in my room out."
After he hung up the phone, under Minnie Collins’s stunned gaze, William Guillen made a phone call again. "Terminate the collaborating relation with Jack Collins immediately."
This series of sudden changes caught Minnie Collins completely off guard; she was so frightened her facial color turned deathly pale. "Young Master Guillen, you can’t do this..."
She panicked and reached out her hand, grabbing William Guillen’s arm.