The icy CEO was healed by a stunning actress.

Ryan had a headache and lingering pain, as if he were hungover.

He struggled to open his eyes, and the bright light from the crystal lamp above hit him. The cool breeze of the air conditioning brushed against his body, making him feel naked.

Naked?!

Ryan suddenly sat up, ignoring his heavy head. As he lowered his gaze, the first thing he saw was a pair of proudly standing breasts.

The usually calm leader of the family couldn't help but be shocked by what he saw. He almost stumbled off the bed. His whole body felt weak and his legs were soft. This didn't seem like being drunk; it seemed more like being drugged.

Looking around, the room was arranged in a typical hotel style. Ryan leaned against the wall and quickly walked to the dressing mirror in front of the door.

In the mirror reflected a woman's naked body - her white jade-like skin glistening and her waist-length black hair slightly curled and scattered over her chest. She had a slender waist, long legs, no excess fat anywhere on her body. It was an extremely sexy figure, but at this moment that beautiful face was filled with unimaginable shock.

Ryan raised his hand and pinched that face hard. The pain sensation along with everything around him felt so real, reminding him that this wasn't just a dream.

Before he could even think about this situation that defied scientific principles in front of him, there suddenly came noisy voices from outside - people laughing and talking loudly along with camera shutter sounds.

"Is this it?"

"This is definitely Ashley's room! Director Zeng stayed here!"

"Is Ashley really inside?"

"The informant saw her enter!"

"If we capture Ashley inside here...it will prove all those rumors about how she climbed into bed for roles before! Where's our key card? Hurry!"

Even though Ryan was still confused, he knew that the current situation wasn't good. Taking advantage of the time when people outside were searching for the key card, he quickly opened the opposite wardrobe and took out a hotel bathrobe to wrap around himself. Then, he picked up a pile of women's clothing thrown on the sofa and swiftly hid on the balcony.

It was already dark outside. Neon lights flickered downstairs, and the garden layout looked familiar.

This was Flower Cloud Hot Springs Hotel under Cavendish family's name.

The hotel emphasized luxury, so each room was in the form of an individual villa. The balconies of two adjacent rooms were less than two meters apart. With two soft sounds, the door was hastily pushed open by four or five people holding cameras who rushed in. Ryan decisively grabbed his bathrobe and climbed onto the balcony with one leap before jumping over to the neighboring room's balcony.

A young female voice eagerly replied, "I saw her being thrown onto the bed with my own eyes! I even took off her clothes myself... I don't know what happened, could it be that the drug wasn't strong enough and she escaped?"

"It's impossible! I had someone bring the drug from overseas... Damn it, didn't get a photo and offended Director Zeng."

"What about this film..."

"We'll talk about it later! Call Ashley tomorrow morning and find out what she knows. She shouldn't suspect you."

The conversation faded away as Ryan slowly zipped up his dress, noting the sound of that young female voice.

With his clothes changed, all that remained was putting on shoes.

High heels...

Impossible! It's impossible in this lifetime!

Ryan picked up the high heels and stood up resolutely. He first cleaned the traces on the balcony with his bare feet, then threw his worn bathrobe into the dirty laundry basket in his room. After ensuring that there was no evidence left behind, he walked towards the door.

Passing by a dressing mirror near the entrance, he turned to look at himself in it.

Having grown up abroad, Ryan was accustomed to seeing curvaceous hot beauties. However, even so, he was still amazed by his reflection in the mirror. He didn't pay much attention to showbiz and hadn't heard of anyone named Ashley before, but someone as sexy and stunning as her must be famous.

With this thought in mind, Ryan returned to his room. He took out a mask from a drawer that hotels always provided for guests' use. After putting it on and confirming that there was no one outside his door, he opened it while holding onto the high heels. Worried that paparazzi who had broken into his room earlier might be lurking downstairs waiting for him again, instead of taking an elevator or stairs, he went through an employee passage.

As Flower Cloud Hot Spring Hotel was one of Cavendish family's businesses, Ryan took over its management after returning to his home country and naturally knew everything about it. The door of the employee passage had a password lock; usually staff members used their access cards to enter and exit. Ryan entered the password, opened the door, walked through the passage,and finally turned on his phone.

The screen lit up with a wallpaper showing a photo of a family of four in a garden.

Ashley wore a pink turtleneck sweater with her wavy long hair tied up. Without her glamorous artist appearance,she looked like an attractive college student full of youthfulness as she hugged her parents and smiled sweetly at their one or two-year-old daughter.

Ryan dialed his own number.

A few beeps later, someone familiar answered on the other end.

"Hello... Huh? Fuck!"

Beep, beep, beep.

The call ended.

In frustration, Ryan pressed his forehead against something.