It was a man in his twenties who screamed. Pointing at Maisy, he looked like sissy, "You, you...who are you? Our boss helped you, but you, you...you ruined our boss' suit...you… you… you...you can't even afford one-third of a button on this suit...you..."
He pointed to Maisy. Before he finished speaking, Austin’s eyes swept at him, "Shut up."
Austin’s tone was very light, but it gave people a sense of oppression invisibly.
Loran was slightly startled. Immediately, he covered his mouth with his hand, not daring to say another word.
Austin glanced at Maisy who was supported by him with a deep and complicated look. Then he picked her up and walked through the corridor to the exclusive elevator at the other end of the corridor to the presidential suite on the top floor.
Soon after Austin left with Maisy, a young man came over with a group of reporters.
The young man who took the lead was Remi Price who had called Alex before. Seeing that there was no one in the corridor, he suddenly had doubts, puzzles, surprises and other expressions on his face.
"Mr. Remi, didn't you say you saw Mrs. Hussain and other men cheating on Mr. Alex in the corridor? Why didn't we see anyone?"
"That's right. There is no one in this corridor, how can Mrs. Hussain be there?"
"Did you see the wrong person?"
...
Hearing the doubts of the surrounding reporters, Remi put away his puzzled expression and rushed into the room that Maisy had stayed before, but he still found nothing.
"Mr. Remi, are you kidding us?"
Facing the reporter's question, Remi didn't have time to explain to them. He hurried out of Maisy's room.
...
In the presidential suite at the top floor.
Maisy, who was getting hotter and hotter in her body, looked up at the strange man who put her down on the bed.
The man had a drop-dead handsome appearance. His black eyebrows were thick, with domineering aura and perfect lines, which was full of charm. His black eyes were deep and sharp, as if they could suck people’s souls. His sexy and thin lips were tightly pressed. People would involuntarily focus their eyes on his attractive lips, as if there was a kind of magic on his lips. It was hard for others to look away.
With a straight nose, a proud height, and a slim black suit, he was even more charming.
His expression was indifferent. His whole body exuded a noble aura like a king, giving people a sense of oppression invisibly.
He was drop-dead gorgeous. The more others looked at him, the easier they would be attracted by him.
Maisy was already drunk and dizzy. Now the medicine in her body began to break out. She gradually lost her mind. The more she stared at the man in front of her, the thirstier she felt and became more uncomfortable.
In her impression, it was the first time she saw such the noble man in front of her, but for some reason, the man in front of her gave her a very special sense of security.
The only trace of consciousness and reason in her mind was collapsed by the sense of security that the man gave her.
"Hot... I... so hot... uncomfortable..."
She writhed her body restlessly. The quilt that covered her body slipped from her sleek and white shoulders. Austin saw her fair skin.
His eyes sank. The desire appeared in his eyes.
Maisy writhed her body unconsciously. Austin saw her action of pulling her dress, as if she was inviting him to enjoy her.
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