Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent) novel Chapter 172

Alicia eyed Franklin warily, suspicion flickering across her face as she considered him for a moment. “If you’re thirsty, Mr. Ford, you can ask the front desk for a drink. I’m out of bottled water myself.”

“That’s not it… Come on, just let me in for a bit. Let’s talk.” Franklin tried to slip past her into the room.

Alicia firmly pushed him back out, her gaze sharp and guarded.

Franklin was stunned. This girl looked soft and delicate, but she had a surprising amount of strength.

Alicia looked him up and down. Given how disrespectful he’d been when handing her his business card yesterday, she had every reason not to let him into her room.

“Really, Alicia? After everything I did to help you, you’re just going to leave me standing here in the hallway?” Franklin glanced up and down the corridor. “What if someone sees? It wouldn’t look good.”

Alicia weighed her options, then finally opened the door and allowed him inside.

Franklin raised his eyebrows. Well, he thought, she could hardly blame him for this. If anyone was careless, it was her.

Alicia walked over to the minibar, grabbing a drink for Franklin while sneakily starting a video call with Tyrone.

“Alicia, let’s be honest. Tyrone’s going to leave you sooner or later. He doesn’t need to know. Why not spend a night with me? Who knows, if I think you’re worth it, I could pay you three million a year… It’s not like I can’t afford it.” Franklin sprawled on the sofa, a sly grin playing at his lips as he teased her.

He waited, fully expecting Alicia to take the bait.

In his mind, Alicia only hovered around Vincent and Tyrone for the money. What they could give her, he could easily match.

Without a word, Alicia poured the drink straight into the trash. This man didn’t deserve even a sip.

Franklin let out an exasperated sigh, watching her. “I’m not any worse than those two, am I?”

“Mr. Ford,” Alicia said, her voice cold and clear, “I am Tyrone’s wife. You barge into my room—are you here to harass me, or are you trying to convince me to cheat on my husband with you?”

Franklin coughed, caught off guard. Alicia looked so sweet and innocent, but her direct question actually made him feel a twinge of guilt. Any minute now, Vincent was supposed to arrive with the old man…