Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 1239

Most folks were at a loss, but with the prior incident still fresh in their minds, nobody dared to make hasty comments.

Everyone seemed oblivious to the fact that the door to the suite was kept ajar the entire time. The janitor mopping the floor by the doorway silently listened to the conversations inside.

From the moment when the rich youngster spouted his nonsense, she heard everything crystal clear.

Her eyes were blind, her world limited to just the patch of floor she was cleaning over and over again.

No one had ever dared to challenge Ian like this before. It was evident that his status among these people had truly diminished.

Once he was no longer the CEO of the Raymond Corporation, he'd be treated even more differently.

Ian's hand was still bandaged, and he had zero interest in being there tonight. But Fitch, fearing that Ian might drink himself to death alone at home, had brought him along.

Physically, he was there, but his spirit seemed to have wandered off somewhere else.

Until his gaze landed on the janitor who had been mopping by the suite's entrance.

If he wasn't mistaken, she had been standing there for about ten minutes, continuously mopping the same spot.

Maja's hair was tucked under a hat, her movements somewhat sluggish.

She kept her head down in silence, hearing footsteps coming from the suite, followed by the door shutting. Ryan had emerged from the suite.

The drinks inside the suite had been refreshed. Ryan, having completed his task, counted his tip. A whopping two hundred bucks.

As he was about to leave, he accidentally bumped into the janitor, promptly apologizing, "Sorry."

Maja stumbled backward from the impact, dropping her mop.

Her face was heavily smeared with black, and sported a fake scar, making her look quite unattractive.

Ryan had initially intended to help her up, but noticed her groping blindly on the floor with a vacant look in her eyes, he was somewhat surprised. Since when did BlueSky Bar start hiring blind people?

After all, this place was frequented by big shots. If she accidentally bumped into someone, she wouldn't be able to afford the compensation.

Brow furrowing, he was about to inquire when he saw two men approach and lead the janitor away.

The moment they disappeared down the corridor, the suite door behind Ryan swung open again. Out came Ian.

His gaze lingered on the spot where the janitor had been standing, a hint of fluctuation in his pupils.

"Where's the janitor from earlier?"

When you truly like someone, you can feel the subtle changes in the air whenever they're in the same space as you.