The screeching sound of tires against the parking lot’s floor was loud as Steven witnessed his boss


    drifting the Bugatti into the parking spot.


    Steven’s lips rose into a proud and admiring smile.


    Be stepped out of the sports car, still in wet hair. Her beautiful eyes were burning with rage.


    “Which room is that bastard Ryan in?!”


    “The presidential suite on the top floor.”


    Steven looked worried and lowered his voice, “They’ve just checked in. There is only one suite on the


    top floor, so you can go upstairs and handle the situation without disturbing other guests.”


    “Alright.”


    A few minutester, the fuming Be stepped on her sharp stilettos and came to the door of the


    presidential suite with murderous intent.


    Steven followed her step by step, feeling like Be was there to catch her husband cheating instead of


    rescuing Carrie.


    “Swipe your card.”


    “Yes, Miss.”


    Steven used the master key card to open the door. Be kicked the door open with such force that it


    almost made a big hole in the thick door panel.


    “Ryan Hoffman! Get your ass out here now!”


    Be was at the peak of her anger as she roared amand.


    At this moment, Ryan heard her voice and came out.


    His bangs were still dripping with water. His muscr upper body was naked, and his toned lower body


    was loosely wrapped in a bath towel.


    Steven took a breath. He was afraid that the towel would fall if Ryan took another step, staining Be’s


    pure eyes.


    However, Steven also thought that it was a pity that Ryan was not a gigolo.


    “Be? It’s really you!”


    When Ryan heard the shouting, he thought it was Be’s voice, but he was not sure. When he came


    out and saw that it was her, his eyes lit up with excitement. “Oh, why didn’t you tell me that you were


    coming? I would’ve put on some clothes.”


    Then he winked and said with a devilish smile, “Although I do look better without clothes.”


    Beughed angrily and slowly approached him.


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    Ryan only felt three shes before his eyes. Three crisp ps shook the entire presidential suite.


    Be struck him so quickly that he did not even realize what was happening. She pped his arrogant


    and handsome face three times in a row.


    Ryan stared at her in astonishment, angry and aggrieved. His lips. were trembling.


    “Be… You hit me… You actually hit me…”


    Ryan’s cheeks were swollen, burning, and numb.


    Steven, who was behind Be, was also shocked. However, he was more worried about whether


    Be’s hand hurt from such a strong p.


    “Of course!”


    Be’s blood boiled in her chest. She clenched her painful and numb palms. “Didn’t I warn you before


    that Carrie is like my sister even though she’s not rted to me?! Are there not enough women around


    to entertain you? Why are you harassing Carrie? Do you think it’s exciting to sleep with your friend’s


    sister?!”


    “No, no… Be, listen to me!” Ryan was so anxious that his mouth. went dry. However, Be did not


    give him a chance to catch his breath.


    “Ryan, I really misjudged you. You’re a filthy beast!”


    Be’s words pierced Ryan’s heart. An overwhelming grievance rushed over him, and his eyes turned


    red.


    “Ryan Hoffman, what did you do to Carrie?”


    A cold voice interrupted Ryan’s exnation.


    Be suddenly turned around, only to see Justin striding over.


    In the blink of an eye, Justin rushed to her side and nced at her gently.


    Be frowned and sized him up.


    Why did he look so unkempt? Did he go coal mining?


    “Justin! Be pped me three times in the face and called me a filthy beast!”


    Ryan felt even more aggrieved when his best friend appeared. He cried like a bullied schoolgirl in front


    of the principal. “She used me of something I didn’t do! Control her!”


    Justin’s eyes were deep as he turned to nce at the fuming Be.


    “I can never control what she does.”