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“Absolutely” There was a delicate pause “And for the third…”

Spencer lifted her chin “I’ood with that”

The receptionist ood news is that the other party is willing and able to meet all three of your conditions”

“But?” Spencer’s tone was stiff “There’s a but, isn’t it?”

“The other party has his own request that you must meet as well”

Spencer couldn’t help feeling wary “Go on”

“The transaction has to take place tonight—”

“What?”

“And if you agree…” The receptionist handed her a prepaid credit card “Please use this to book a suite in any hotel of your choosing, and after which, you are to i details to the other party” The receptionist gave her a business card next, and Spencer was surprised to find it completely blank save for a mobile phone number

“Is this for real?” Who the heck would print a business card without any other information except for his number?

The receptionist gave her a politely bland smile “It’s for real” She then offered a pen to Spencer, saying, “If you have no objections, Ms de Vries, then we only need you to sign the contract, and payment shall be deposited to your account within the hour”

“Any word about my driver?” Etienne asked as he handed his keys to the valet before bounding up the entrance stairs of the hotel

“I’ency leave has been filed at 4:05 pm”

“Update me if you know any more” Frown lines continued to mar the billionaire’s forehead even as he pocketed his phone after the call That brat had been driving for him for over two years now, and this was the first time the smartass hadn’t shown up for work

Countless heads turned the mo an al attraction towards the tall and powerful-looking figure striding past thelish lords of the past, and his silky black locks had their fingers itching to feel its texture But what really drew theer andal under his handmade Italian suits