Contract Marriage With Mysterious President novel Chapter 65

"Hey, Amy, this document is urgent. I'm busy right now. Take it to Room 888 of YC Hotel immediately. The daughter of the president of Dudley Group is waiting for you there." Zoe handed a document to Amy and asked her to send it out immediately.

"Isn't Linda supposed to do it?" This kind of delivering work was usually done by Linda.

"She is on the way to send something to other companies. Look at other colleagues. They are very busy. But your work isn’t important. Hurry up and go. Stop talking nonsense. We can't afford to waste time." Zoe was impatient.

Amy looked at the documents in her hand. They were sealed. It would only take her two hours to go to YC Hotel and returned.

"Alright." After packing her things, Amy put the documents into her bag and was ready to leave.

Looking at Amy's back, Zoe sneered. 'Amy, I hope you're lucky.'

Amy took a taxi and arrived at YC Hotel in more than 30 minutes. She got on the elevator and came to the eighth floor.

It was very quiet on the eighth floor, as if nobody had gotten up yet. Not even a waiter was visible.

Amy found Room 888. The door was left unlocked. Amy knocked on the door, but no one answered. She tried to listen and found that someone inside was taking a shower.

Seeing that the door was unlocked, Amy thought that it was open for her. So, she went in and took out the document from her bag.

"Miss Dudley, I've put the paper on the table. You can take a look after you finish." Amy said to the bathroom.

Then Amy considered her job done and wanted to leave. She felt a little uncomfortable in this room. Something smelt pungent.

But at this moment, the door closed from the outside. Amy tried to open the door, but she failed.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped. Then the door of the bathroom opened.

Amy turned around and wanted Miss Dudley to open the door for her, but she was shocked by what she saw.

There was no Miss Dudley but a man whose belly was bigger than a pregnant woman. He was bald, and his face was fat. He was fifty or sixty years old.

He wasn't tall and had a towel wrapped around his thick waist.

Where was Miss Dudley? Amy felt a little dizzy, and she started to feel a little hot.

"Not bad, not bad. I like you. You are beautiful and have big breasts. That's great." The fat man walked to Amy, looking at her and smiling with satisfaction.

"Who are you? Why are you here? Miss Dudley asked me to send her the document." Amy tightly gripped the doorknob. She wanted to go out. At a glance, she knew this man was not decent.

But her feet were so limp that she couldn't even stand firmly.

"I am Brent Dudley!" The fatty reached out his hand to touch Amy's face. Amy's skin looked fair, and he couldn't wait any longer.