Looking at Alisa's nervous and small appearance, Sam feels soft in his heart, and he leans over to pick up Alisa.
"It's OK. The doctor says it doesn't matter!"
"But you've been there so long..."
"Well, yes, I called the company, so it was delayed. The doctor said that your feet will be well after a hot compress. I'll help you to do some physiotherapy..."
After hot compress and physical treatment, Alisa's feet soon recovered.
But the wedding dress doesn't go on because Sam's secretary calls again and calls him away.
Alisa knows that something must have happened to his company again, and a sense of loss comes back to her.
What should I do? Sam must have had a lot of trouble.
Davis's words ring in Alisa's ear again.
One night! Just one night!
Alisa bites her lower lip. She's so sad that she can't help it. Sam will be very sad if he knows that she has gone to open a room with Davis.
But if she doesn't save him, he will be doomed.
Alisa falls into a deep hesitation. At last, she plucks up her courage to unplug Davis's mobile phone.
"What you said does count?"
"Have you figured it out?" Davis's tone is always that hurtful.
"Well."
"At eight o'clock tonight, come to room 808 of the Imperial Hotel. Overdue.
Davis finishes and hangs up.
Alisa grabs her cell phone and begins to regret it. She knows that it's a deal with the devil. Why should she agree?
Sitting blankly on a bench on the street, looking at the traffic coming and going, Alisa feels that she is trapped in a dark fog, unable to extricate herself or resist.
There is only one chance. If she misses it, there will be no end.
When night begins to fall, Sam calls her.
"Alisa, the company is going to have a board meeting and make a new decision. I can't go with you. You can stay at home."
"Well, I see, Sam!"
Alisa hangs up, tears running down her cheeks. Sorry Sam, forgive me again.
Alisa doesn't know how to get into the hotel. After entering the hotel, she lowers her head, as if every year she looks at it with contempt.
She hurries into the elevator, stops on the 8th floor, and walks hard.
A jeering voice comes.
"President Sam, don't ask Davis, he's just playing with us..."
"Yes, President, let's find another way."
"Well, for the sake of the company, I'm nothing." Sam's calm voice comes to Alisa's ears with meticulous attention.
A large number of people come to her. Alisa turns around anxiously and goes into a bathroom.
She waits for more than ten minutes quietly and comes out after hearing the footsteps disappear.
How can this happen?
Sam comes to Davis with the company's shareholders. Has he come this far? Is Sushi group really facing such a huge change?
Alisa's heart becomes heavy again.
Alisa readjusts her mood, walks to the door of room 808, raises her hand, and it is a long time before she falls down gently.
"Come in!"
The door is open, and a cold voice comes out and falls into Alisa's voice, which makes her tremble involuntarily.
Alisa walks in gently and closes the door behind her.
In the gorgeous presidential suite, Davis is sitting on the black sofa in the living room, leaning back, holding a red wine cup with a faint smell of dark red liquid.
Alisa shuffles up to Davis.
The atmosphere between the two suddenly becomes very strange.
Maybe the air conditioner in the room is on too much. Alisa is holding her white arm and shivering.
Davis's black eyes sweep her face mercilessly, and often look down.
"Come here!"
Davis says coldly.
Alisa looks up at him, bites her lower lip, and comes timidly to him.
She feels oppressed and embarrassed.
"Look up at me..."
There is anger in Davis's eyes. He had seen her body before. Why does she pretend to be so ashamed? Does she really think she's Sam's woman?
Alisa looks a little uneasy. "Are you really going to let Sam go?"
"For me, money is just a game. It's also a game to play women. There's nothing wrong with swapping them."
Davis speaks arrogantly and coldly. At this time, he is the king who dominates the world. He decides the rules of the game and the outcome.
"Just now, Sam asked you?" Alisa asks uneasily.
Davis hooks his lips, sneers, and slowly pours the red liquid into his mouth.
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