Chapter 115 He Will Marry Me
Elise went back and strolled around the hall, but in the end, she took a seat on the couch, bored. A short while later, Alexander came to sit beside her. “This might take a while. You can go to the cabin if you want to.”
Elise nodded. “I know. I’ll go in a bit.”
Since Elise hadn’t eaten much, Alexander went to take some snacks for her. “Here, eat something. Don’t starve yourself.”
Elise looked up at him. “Thank you.”
“It’s been a while, Mr. Griffith.” One of Alexander’s business partners came over to talk to him. Alexander gave Elise a look that said he had to leave for a while. Elise nodded at him and told him he could go.
Alexander started chatting with his business partner. “We’ll be in your care now, Mr. Griffith. A toast to our continued success.”
The business partner took two glasses from the waiter and handed one to Alexander. Alexander only took one sip, but his business partner downed it all in one gulp.
“I look forward to the partnership, Mr. Griffith.”
Alexander nodded. A while later, more company presidents went to chat with him. Alexander talked with them and kept sipping from his glass. He didn’t drink much, but eventually, his glass was emptied.
At the same time, Queenie was looking at Alexander smugly, then she grinned at Ashlyn. “It’s a powerful aphrodisiac, so be ready, girl.”
Ashlyn looked delighted. “If it means I can get my hands on him, I don’t care how powerful it is.”
Queenie knew how much Ashlyn wanted to marry Alexander, but she had to warn her as a friend. “Ashlyn, he’s not your regular guy. He might not marry you even if you guys had sex, so you have to be prepared.”
However, Ashlyn didn’t heed that warning. “Ah, he’ll marry me, I’m sure. Even if he doesn’t care about me, he still has to do it because of our families. And today’s my dangerous day, so if this works, I might get knocked up, and his family won’t allow his child to be born a b*stard. He still has to marry me one way or another.”
Since Ashlyn had made her decision, Queenie knew it was impossible to dissuade her, so she let it go. “Don’t let your chance slip, and I’ll be sticking to the plan tomorrow. If this works, you better give me what I want.”
Ashlyn said confidently, “Oh, don’t worry about that. I never go back on my word. Just give me the key card. I’m counting on you guys now.”
“Sure,” Nelly and Queenie said at the same time, then Queenie handed the key card to Ashlyn. “It’s room 2203.”
Ashlyn took the card and waved at them before heading toward the cabin.
After she left, Nelly whispered, “What if they know we helped her? Alexander isn’t to be trifled with. If he wants to get back at us, our families are going to be wrecked.”
Queenie didn’t think so. “Don’t worry. They won’t ever find out, and besides, so what if they did? We’re the accomplices, not the mastermind. No matter how powerful he is, he can’t do anything to us without proof.”
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